Storm Ciara

It is often very windy on the Cumbrian coast.  The day before Storm Ciara arrived the wind was already blowing strongly. With the onshore wind a storm surge of 2 metres (over 6 feet) was predicted. The sea defences above the lower promenade are about 4 feet high. There are gaps where the paths and the lifeboat ramp cross from higher up the foreshore. The debris left after the storm shows the highest point reached by the tide. The size of some of the pebbles thrown up by the sea is frightening – a less obvious reason to stand well back than the chance of being swept away.

In recent months the beck has carved out a path along the bottom of the cliffs. Storm Ciara filled it in, leaving the beck to find a new route to the sea, percolating through the shingle.

The winds have continued for days. By the time this post is published we will be being battered by Storm Dennis, following a few days behind Storm Ciara.

My sympathies are with those living inland, who have been affected by flooding and/or disruption  to water supplies or electricity outages. Surprisingly our power went off and was restored in the early hours of Saturday before the worst of the weather. We should not take the work of the engineers for granted. They work outside in some appalling weather conditions.

Waves

Having stayed indoors for a whole week suffering from a respiratory virus I was glad to get out in the sunshine. With my scarf wrapped round my face to protect my sinuses and my hood up to protect my ears against the biting wind, I was happy with the results of my photography.

The tide had been particularly high with the onshore wind. I managed to judge the combined effect of the shutter delay and the waves to obtain some contrasting snaps –  or perhaps I was just lucky!

If waves fascinate you I posted some photos of waves in May 2018.

A walk in winter by the River Mersey

On a walk during which there was a sudden shower and a rainbow, I took a few snaps of (and near) the River Mersey in Manchester. The trees in the photo with the moon became perches for a small flock of noisy green parakeets. I was previously unaware that these birds live so far north. I recognised them from their calls and flight having seen them more clearly in Croydon. There were also mallard ducks and drakes on the river as well as a pied wagtail on the bank. Other species of birds kept out of sight!

Conditions were very different from my previous post about this area.