There is a certain feel to visiting a British seaside town out of season. The lack of people leaves a void that the structure can’t live without and therefore shuts down. It’s like autumn for trees. Everything is retracted, off, closed, empty, lifeless. …. but summer will return.
Category Archives: Isle of Wight
Shanklin to Sandown
I enjoy a walk along a prom! I imagine that I’d like a beach hut, although around these parts they are so stupidly priced I think a cruise would be a better idea. Could be used as a darkroom in the winter months I guess! Anyway, the walk from Shanklin to Sandown is a shortishContinue reading “Shanklin to Sandown”
IOW Train Ride
Having torn myself away from the hovercrafts, found my accommodation for the week, and dealt with the sightly wonky key safe, it was time for a glass of wine. Next morning I was back at the hovercrafts again, and couldn’t help myself watch one come in and one go out again! I include the photoContinue reading “IOW Train Ride”
Hovercraft in B/W
This post features Hovertravel 12000TD’s – built by Griffon Hoverwork Ltd (now Griffon Marine) just across the water in Southampton and Portsmouth. The ride between Southsea and Ryde is the worlds longest running passenger service, and as far as I know, the last one left in Britain. I’ve both photographed and filmed them before, thisContinue reading “Hovercraft in B/W”
Church of the Holy Spirit, Newtown.
You may remember from the last post that Newtown, whilst now a quiet backwater, literally, was, during the medieval period, a bustling busy town. The Church of the Holy Spirit was built later in 1835, but on the site of the Medieval chapel. It’s architect was Augustus Frederick Livesay, who lived just over on theContinue reading “Church of the Holy Spirit, Newtown.”
Newtown, an old place!
Newton on the Ilse of Wight possibly dates from 1001, when it may have been attacked by the Danes. Certainly it was known as Niwetune from 1189. In medieval times it was a thriving village. A busy port, said to be the safest on the island, oyster beds, saltworks, and at the start of theContinue reading “Newtown, an old place!”
Leaving Lymington
Lymington is a smallish town on the south-coast of the UK, about half way along, close to Southampton. It’s also one of the departure points for a car ferry to the Isle of Wight, and the closest to where I live. I’ve recently spent a week on the Island, so prepare for a series ofContinue reading “Leaving Lymington”