FRESHWATER

Turner & the Flat Battery

By The Bimbler

I cradled the flat battery in my hands trying to warm it up… a trick I’d seen before. To my surprise it worked and the camera booted up just long enough to take the last couple of photos before the red flashing light blinked out for good.

I’d already walked along the crumbling coast path from Burton to Freshwater and before heading down onto the beach, stopped to pick a few Sea Beet (Wild Spinach) leaves which I like to steam and incorporate into a tasty Saag Aloo.

The River Bride runs across Chesil Beach and into the English Channel at this spot which is known as Freshwater.

Unfortunately the water don’t look as inviting as the name suggests so it’s something of a misnomer

The loose shingle beach slows down the pace making it hard to do anything but Bimble.

Dotted around are a few larger rocks bearing interesting lunar textures and one or two fossils

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after making friends with a camouflaged lurcher I settled down to make a hot drink and wait for the golden light to fade

As the sun closed in on the horizon the colours amplified

The sunset reminded of a Turner Masterpiece. ‘The Painter of Light’ as he was known spent time on the ‘Dorsetshire Coast’ and visited this specific area where he gazed out across Lyme Bay and made studies for later paintings.

I love the sepia layer you only see on cold wintry evenings… the flat sea reflecting the calm of the moment. As the temperature dropped I scuttled off to warm up and order a spare camera battery.