A Spring Tide at Skippool Creek, River Wyre, Lancashire
Another Full Moon phase is passing and with it another cycle of Spring tides eases. After all the high winds and heavy rains, it will come as some relief to those arround our coast who feel threatened by rising water levels.
Please Remember ….
Stay Safe …. Be Kind…. Look After Each Other
(C) David Oakes 2021
Skippool Creek on a Spring Tide
A few days ago I posted a shot of dawn at Skippool Creek**, an image that had lain dormant in my Odd Box. The image above was taken on the same day, just a little further round the same pier, with the sun a little higher and the Spring Tide much higher…..high enough to wash over the salt marsh and lift the old boat higher still on its moorings. The water much higher, high enough to keep me stuck for some time till the waters receded!
Altogether a very different feel and mood.
( “THE ODD BOX”. The Odd Box , is especially for Odds and Ends, it is the file where I drop those images, that I have not processed earlier in the year as part of a series or project or simply lacked time at that moment, where they can be safely stored. I can then go back to them at leisure, explore and see what surprises await)
(C) David Oakes 2015
The Wyre Estuary is one of my favourite place to explore. The Wyre is a relatively short lived river rising in the Bowland Fells of Lancashire and flowing out into Morecambe Bay and then onwards into the Irish Sea. None the less it is packed full of interest in all seasons.
The last few miles of the Wyre are through large Salt Marshes and when the tide is at it lowest exposes vast areas of mud flats, the perfect feeding habitat for Waders and Wildfowl.
But it is at dawn when it is at its best, sun rising with a sky full of cloud and a receding tide it cannot be bettered……
Dawn….Ramper Pot, Wyre Estuary
One frosty morning after a particularly high Spring Tide, I found this boat rather marooned on the marsh. Securely tied it way have been but the waters had lifted it clear of the reads and deposited it safely well away from the tide line…..and by the way, though the frost had left the reeds the water within the boat is still frozen solid.
As dusk approaches the marsh takes on another glow and presents yet another character. Much calmer on this evening but the reeds still showing signs of the high waters that had washed them clean earlier in the day….but alas no sunset to finish the sequence…….
Evening…. Stannah Marsh