Dungeness. A place I’ve wanted to visit for a while but never quite got around to. Well this weekend that changed. If you are not familiar with it, dungeness is a triangular gravel spit that sticks into the English Channel on the border of Kent & E. Sussex. It has little to offer the casual observer apart from a Magnox nuclear power station, nature reserve, gravel pits 2 lighthouses and an odd collection of houses, huts and other buildings left from the war.
Oh yeah, it also has boats; lots of boats – some in daily use for fishing, some sat on the beach in various states of decay, but all the same boats and fishing paraphernalia.
This somewhat surreal, almost lunar landscape provides an endless stream of subjects to capture and no two trips could ever be the same.