The moon moves in the heavens, the oceans shift their weight, the tides recede, the shimmering waters withdraw. And what are you left with? Mud. We paused our recent walk on the Orwell Estuary when we reached the boats' graveyard so we could investigate the wrecks. We clambered over the remains of the tidal defences to nose around in the thick, glutinous mud in search of some photos. They may not be the best pictures ever, but it was fun!
Take care (and remember your wellies!)
The photos are wonderful. Thank you for showing us.
ReplyDelete'Mud, mud, glorious mud,
ReplyDeleteThere is nothing quite like it for cooling the blood'.
It looks like a heap of fun - and the photos are great.
Wonderful photos especially the sepia ones, they feel timeless. It was worth braving the mud:)
ReplyDelete"...to nose around in the thick glutinous mud,".......your inner child has not yet escaped, John. The worst thing is when your boot goes down into the mud so deep that you can pull your foot out of the boot, but not the boot out of the muck!
ReplyDeleteI came very close to that predicament, David, but both the inner child and the outer old man escaped unscathed!
ReplyDeleteSad to see such vessels come to such an end. Fun in the mud though!
ReplyDeleteAwesome photos, John. What a muddy place to end a journey.
ReplyDeleteI do think they are some of the best ever....every one is a story untold.
ReplyDeleteI particularly like the sepia shot with the ribs of the row boat showing. I also would be out there in the mud (hopefully in boots) taking lots of textural photos like you have. A different kind of beauty in the signs of aging.
ReplyDeleteI love these photos. What an interesting, muddy journey you had there. I'm so glad you took that mucky walk with your camera.
ReplyDeleteYou got some great shots even though the mud was a challenge.
ReplyDeleteYou know I have always wanted to visit a place like that, the one at Purton in Gloucestershire is one I have hankered to visit for a while. The previous post was interesting as well especially with the beautiful church
ReplyDeleteNice pictures, but a little sad. I'm wondering what happened to old boats. I'm thinking about recycling ...
ReplyDeleteWell each to his own I say - good 'artistic' shots - but I shall not be there with my wellies = I will leave this sort of thing to you.
ReplyDeleteThese shots are fabulous! I especially like the sepia toned ones too.
ReplyDeleteThere is something about old abandoned boats that is luring. We have a few old wrecks where we live that make good photos, too. Yours are nice.
ReplyDeleteSomething about the third shot draws me in.
ReplyDeleteWhat an evocative selection of photos!
ReplyDeletethe black and whites look very old, indeed. The color abstracts are fun, too. A good crop of images from tramping around it the mud!
ReplyDeleteI appreciate these very much: and as you said, most photogs just set up on the shores there to capture the same shots over & over. Definitely worth the wade, in my opinion!
ReplyDeleteI see why you used black and white for the derelicts. It magnifies their starkness. Glad you liked the mud. I'd be afraid I'd step out of a boot or duck shoe.
ReplyDeleteHi John - I see you love floundering around ... squelch - fun! Great to see the tidal reaches - cheers Hilary
ReplyDeleteGreat spot for photography though I'm not keen on mud! I don't have wellies as I find them uncomfortable to walk far in - and hiking boots and that kind of mud don't marry well.
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