Corsewall Lighthouse

I could bearly stand as the Force 10 gale lashed against the rocks. I crouched down, keeping my body between the camera and the unbelieveable swell that soaked with its every wave, to minimise the amount of spray hitting the lens. I would set up the tripod on its lowest setting, keeping the legs wide for stability and then, having watched the rhythm of the seas would take the plastic bag off the camera, frame and shoot. On each occasion I had less than 5 seconds to complete the process before the wave would break over me and the kit to an equal extent as that appearing in the photo. After every shot I would return to the camper to dry everything off and clean the lens and filters, before heading out for another try. In total I shot about 20 frames over a period of 2 hours. Even then, many frames were ruined by splay on the lens.

From the outset of processing, the image just cried out to be black and white.