Llandudno in winter is a completely different place to Llandudno in summer.
Gone are the families and all the attendant seaside razzamatazz, and what you're left with is a place which has a air of genteel melancholy, a place in stasis, awaiting the re-birth of the next summer season.
It's a lovely time of year to gently stroll along the promenade and up to the end of the pier, well wrapped up against the cold and with a paper cup of steaming coffee in hand.
The seagulls still wheel overhead, crying mournfully (I think they miss the chips) and adding to the air of abandonment as a few hardy souls plod up and down.
As dusk falls the few pavillion lights that still work are switched on, and I'm found lying on the boards of the pier, lining up my little Nikon on its one inch high tripod, to make what I hope is a meaningful image that captures not just the sights of Llandudno in winter, but the feel also.
Did I succeed? I think so, but really that's for you to decide.
Filename - pier pavillion 03.jpg
Camera - Nikon D3100
Lens - 18-55mm zoom @ 55mm
Exposure - 1sec @ f8, ISO100
Location - Llandudno, North Wales
This image - 533x800px JPEG
Conversion - ACR & PS-CS2
Comments - -1ev exposure compensation used to preserve highlights.
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