Seilbost Beach, Harris ( Pancreatic Cancer Enhanced Recovery Programme )
Over many visits to Harris, the magic of its landscape has never failed to inspire me. The ever-changing light; the vibrant colours; the ebbing and flowing tide; the vast expanse of sand; the drama of the hills dominating the tiny cottages. I never tire of looking at it. There is often the added bonus of activity - tiny figures or a few sheep traversing the sand.
On this occasion in early summer, I'd spent ages trying to capture the incoming tide as the scalloped, turquoise, white capped waves gradually crept over the sand. There hadn't been a sign of human activity, and then out of nowhere, halfway across the bay, I spotted the tiny speck of a kite surfer slowly drifting towards me. (You can just make him out in the print ) He did come a little further, but then turned and drifted back out of sight. He never re-appeared and I was back to the empty seascape.
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