Just horsing about

grey seals

I have just returned from a few days of photography in Norfolk. I spent dawn this morning on the beach at Horsey Gap, watching grey seals. I particularly liked this mother and pup playing together in the surf.

My 365/50 is from this day in 2012: rowers on the Thames, seen from the bridge to Desborough Island.

surrey landscape

365/50

 

Messing about in boats

Weybridge
Still on an Autumn tack, I thought I’d share some seasonal shots of the different craft that can be found along the Wey Navigation in Weybridge.
Wey Navigation
Situated on the confluence of the Thames and the Wey, and with the Wey Navigation running through it as well, Weybridge has a lot of watercraft, of all shapes and sizes.
Wey Navigation
I am mostly content to admire them from the towpath, however.
WeybridgeOf course, there could only ever be one quotation for this post:

Believe me, my young friend, there is nothing – absolutely nothing – half so much worth doing as simply messing about in boats.
– Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows (1908)

Weightless in water, swift as the wind

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I live in a town on the confluence of rivers. Water is a significant part of my local landscape and so is rowing.

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In any weather, the hardy rowers can be found ploughing a furrow through the Thames.

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We are a nation of rowers and Surrey is in the heart of rowing country.

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We like to do well at rowing in international competitions. This year, there is a small sporting event taking place on home soil, and water. You may have heard if it.

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Hopefully, we will do well. But however we do, the rowers will still be out on the Thames, doing their thing, every day.

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“How fared it with the wind,” I said, “when stroke increased the pace?
You swung it forward mightily, you heaved it greatly back.
Your muscles rose in knotted lumps, I almost heard the crack.
And while we roared and rattled too, your eyes were fixed like glue.
What thought went flying through your mind, how fared it, Five, with you?”
But Five answered solemnly, “I heard them fire a gun.
No other mortal thing I heard until the Race was done.”

R.C. Lehman