12th February 2016
I return to this spot regularly, partly because it’s just twenty minutes from home, and partly because despite topographically always staying the same (though the cliffs are collapsing alarmingly) the light and sun position through the year make it change constantly. I tend to always arrive way too early on location, as I’m never sure what’s going to happen and I like to be prepared – even though I was never a Boy Scout, so by the time light does start to creep into the sky I’m more or less perma-frozen. This is an eight minute exposure, spent with my hands down my trousers to try and get some feeling back into my fingers. I really should invest in some heated gloves.