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Crosby's PicturesNo this isn't a vision of Crosby beach if the humans had died out and the green green grass of home had encroached on the beach despite the fact that the opposite usually happens, no this is another scan mistake from the ION Negative scanner. Looks good though. We went off to Crorby beach last month. This time it was the wrong time. The day before it was nice and sunny with reports of the next day being awful, and low as the weathermen said it happened. Yes they were right for once. Then when we were cold and ready to go back to the car, my daughter fell over... well I though she fell over. It looked like she was on her knees until it was pointed out to me her legs were not bent. So a rescue mission was started to extricate her from the mud. Once she was free the next mission was to free the wellies.
Busy again so more archive pictures I am afraid. Yes I am a dead loss at this weekly photoblog thing. Thank goodness I haven't decided to write a blog with one entry per day. That would be awful. This is a picture of Crosby Beach again. Whatever you think about Anthony Gormley this is a fantastic thing to see. You may have guessed this by the fact that there are so many pictures on this photoblog, so am glad they are still there despite there was a risk last year that they would be moved. I believe Sefton Council paid to keep the statues there which I think is a good thing.
This time we made and actual attempt to go to Crosby beach this time and during the day this time too. In a break from the bad weather this was a wind-lashed Crosby beach and a very bright beach too, so much so that I'd turned the brightness of the camera down to the minimum and all but one of the pictures were over exposed. We walked the full three kilometres of the beach and at one point nearly getting stuck in some sandy mud that initially scarily enough seemed like quicksand. Got out alive and counted down the tagged statues. The only problem of walking all that way was that the car was now three kilometres away.
On the way back home we dropped in on Crosby where we were just lucky enough to get enough light for a few pictures. It could have easily gone wrong as there didn't seem to be any signs for the beach at Crosby or even any sign that you were in Crosby. So by a little luck and design we headed for the sun with the vague idea that we were going in the right direction. Of course this assumed that Crosby has a beach facing West. Getting trapped the wrong side of the train tracks we did make it there to see Antony Gormley's statues staring out to sea. They do appear a little strange and I'm not sure I like the idea, don't get me wrong I don't hate them, part of me does really like them but there's another side that just feels like they are one heck of a health and safety nightmare, not that I should be concerned with such things.
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