 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | Alf and Madge on Watcombe Beach Today I extended the morning walk down to Watcombe Beach and let the dogs loose. Madge is the dobermann to the left and Alf, the basenji, is front and centre. I don't often let Alf off the leash; he either goes to Cornwall or picks fights with dogs three times his size and we end up with vet's bills the size of the national debt, so this was a treat. I've been trying to catch an image of this beach for years. I think it's the light; either right in your eyes or at the back of you and everything's in shadow so I was quite pleased to get this even though I can't quite make up my mind whether I like it or not. I'll have to come back to it in a month or so and see how I feel. Date: Tue 27th Apr 2010 |
We All Go to Watcombe Beach
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Picture of the Week #8
 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | Looking across Anstey's Cove from Walls Hill. Torbay, S. Devon This is one section of the SW coastal path I don't walk enough, mostly because I nearly always have the dogs with me and there's some steep drops further along the path at Black Head, which you can see in the distance. Parts of the cliff are falling away and at least one access path is gone but there's a good route down further along with a cafe on the beach and it's quiet if you're not one for the clouds. There was an enormous bank of cloud sat across the bay that day and I was I was aiming for that rather than the cove but I took some panorama shots anyway, just for the hell of it. The cloud bank got lost a bit but I think it's still a good shot. Date: Wed 21st Apr 2010 |
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Picture of the Week #7
 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | View over Long Quarry I've shot this view a number of times, looking over Babbacombe Bay to Long Quarry but it's always different, never the same. This one was taken in early spring in the wake of a storm, the sun punching through the clouds, God's torch, making pools of light on the surface of the sea. There's little maintenance of the are where this was taken by the authorities; weed ash and sycamore are growing fast and it won't be long before the view disappears. I'm not sure if I should be pleased that at least somewhere is still wild or angry that no-one cares about such a view. Date: Thu 25th Jan 2007 |
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Picture of the Week #6
 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | Hollicombe Beach, Paignton Also known as the Gasworks Beach, named from the old gasworks just behind the beach, now converted into parkland. Date: Sat 3rd Apr 2010 |
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Picture of the week #5
Well, two pictures really, because I’ve been lazy, and I don’t take good shots in the rain. A couple of weeks back saw some sun and a good breeze and none of us had been on the water since, I don’t know, November last year? So we corralled up Mike to ride safety boat, after checking it still worked, and off we went. It was a great day.
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Picture of the Week #4
 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | Dried Hydrangea Heads Date: Wed 17th Feb 2010 |
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 (c) Kim Aldis. All Rights Reserved click on image for larger view | Teign Estuary, S. Devon View over the R. Teign from the slipway from Coombe Cellars, S. Devon Date: Fri 22nd Jan 2010 |
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From the beach huts on Oddicombe Beach, S. Devon
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Dog vs Fence
Dobermann. Golf course. Yards of barbed wire fence. Rabbit.
Dobermann sees rabbit, belts through tiniest hole in the fence with no pause to reflect the consequences – dobermanns aren’t great on consequences. Blood, shouting, etc. Only the rabbit seems to think it’s funny, he’s laughing his tits off in a bunker.
Word on the street (of St Marychurch) is that the fence is there to stop the kids getting in and ripping up the greens. The truth is, the kids are too busy getting pissed and beating the crap out of each other in Newton Abbot and it’s the badgers, partying on, as badgers do. There’s not a fence yet built that can stand between a badger and its breakfast and besides, I can step over the damn fence at any point without fear of fatherhood. So what’s the point.
Hence shouty, screamy phone call to golf club where, after I’ve calmed down and the club secretary has come back out from behind his filing cabinet, we’ve agreed that unless they take their fucking barbed wire fence down I’ll take the fucking thing down myself. The fucking fuckers.
That was three weeks ago. I’m planning the dawn raid over a cup of tea and a chocolate biscuit.
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Picture of the Week #1
Foggy morning view over the Teign Estuary from the Coombe Cellars slipway.
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