A combination of Christmas and Covid surges meant shooting models and indeed, people generally were off the table. Determined to get creative behind the lens. Poor weather and low light were similar things to negotiate, and I didn’t fancy a mission, distance-wise.
Then came a tip-off about a boat graveyard, around 35-40minutes from me. Cursory checks of tide times, parking, and general conditions deemed it viable, so I set off at 730am the next morning. Easily accessed, the site is decidedly eerie, was a palpable sense of being watched. Nonetheless, I was undisturbed for 45 minutes, whereupon I felt it best to discretely plod on home...
