In mid November I travelled by train (my preferred mode of transport) to visit a friend in Littlehampton in East Sussex. I took my camera, I had been there before; photographing the rather wonderful yard of wrecked and decaying boats at the mouth of the river. This time I planned to walk along the beach from Littlehampton to Bognor Regis. I have to admit, I wasn't expecting to get much in the way of interesting photographs, as it was winter and my friend had told me that I should be prepared to walk on a lot of stones on the way.
I wasn't put off, and as luck would have it, the sun was out and so was the tide, so I got to walk at the water's edge all the way on beautiful flat sand. I had left just after lunch, I only had a few hours before the sun went down, so it was a fairly brisk walk all the way.
At first the beach was difficult to find any inspiration in, flat as far as the eye could see, but I was enjoying the calm waves lapping in and the reflections of the sunlight, low in the sky. I walked through a place called Atherington, where there were trees battered into diagonal shapes by the wind and unusual breakwaters, that stood high, cast wonderful long shadows.
As I continued the scene got more and more interesting. Red seaweed on the beach mixed with the reflected blue sky on the sand and created these incredible colours, purples, dark blue and deep maroon reds. I had not seen anything quite like it (all the colours in the photographs are real, no exaggerations, effects or filtering).
As the sun set as I neared Bognor Regis, the golden yellow/orange light hit the sides of chalk rocks, casting long shadows from the white or green forms.
It was breathtaking and quite unexpected. I got so carried away with it I dropped my phone somewhere in the rock pools, never to be seen again. I didn't notice until later.
It was another time I have reminded myself that it is always worth taking a chance on the weather and location, you can never predict exactly what you will find.