Humber Bridge

Humber Bridge
December 2014

We spent a very subdued Christmas in Hull this year.

Sadly John, my Father in law, died on the 20th December and there were reminders of him at every turn as the family gathered and offered each other what support they could.

After several days of grey Sunday 28th dawned clear and bright so I took myself off to the foreshore beneath the Humber Bridge, the longest span in the world when built in 1981.

With a low winter sun hovering low over Lincolnshire there there was some excellent light for one of my favourite subjects.

Hull sculpture

Hull sculpture
January 2012


I always find myself drawn to sculpture, its a medium which fascinates me.

Hull Waterfront January 2012

Whilst walking the River Hull waterfront I circled round behind the museum and came across a series of sculptures built into the back fence. Talk about hiding a light under a bushel!

The series depicts all the old industries of the town and is well worth a look.

Hull Docks

Hull Docks
January 2012


Somehow I always find myself seeking out the watery quarters of town - have the Eagles written a song on the subject?

Hull flood barrier

A recent visit to Hull provided an opportunity to have a look at the old town, the old fishing quarter which has been undergoing something of renaissance lately. The trade may be gone but rather than tearing down all the abandoned warehouses, the City has refurbished them into flats and built a big new museum. 

Hull waterfront

I hadn't appreciated just how much of Hull used to be docks, the old town was a virtual island!

Showman's steam engine at the Hull museum

Not a lot of story to this post, just a series of images gleaned from a walk around the old waterfront.

Humber Bridge

Humber Bridge

January 2011

We spent our Christmas in Hull, with Belle trying hard to get over her operation.

Humber Bridge from Hessle foreshore

The temperature never even flickered near zero on the east coast, so we took a stroll along the Hessle foreshore in a bracing minus three with the wind sweeping in over a frigid Humber Estuary. This is a favourite spot, with the mighty Humber bridge reaching out over the swirling waters to the low hills of North Lincolnshire a misty mile and a bit away to the south. There is something quite humbling about these mega structures.

                                                    Humber Bridge - with telephoto lens

This was also an excellent opopportunity to give the new telephoto lens a workout. The results delighted me, with the misty shots of the far tower brought within my range for the first time.

Humber Bridge - north tower

There were no boats on the move, but who would venture out on a day when icebergs were sliding past on an ebb tide?