Lobster pots at the Marina – Aberystwyth, Wales, November 12th

“That would look good in monochrome.” I hear a voice say behind me. Having been plugged in, oblivious to my surroundings, I didn’t realise there was anyone else here. I turn around to see an oldish gentleman, probably in his sixties, opening the shack behind me. “I’m just playing around.” I reply. “I’m fairly new to photography. I’ve only recently gotten into it.” I add.  “That’s the best way to learn. I think I’ve had more cameras than hot dinners!” he jokes.

Waking up late as usual, I realised that, for once, it was bright outside. It wasn’t completely grey and gloomy. The sun was visible, but the clouds were rolling in. It would rain soon. I didn’t have much time.

After a brief shower, I quickly dressed, packed my camera and left. I knew where I wanted to go. I knew what would look good. I just had to get there in time, before yet another chance was missed.

Nearing my destination, the first drops of rain began to fall. I was running out of time. The sunlight was fading and the cloud was thickening. As the spots started getting heavier I arrived. The Marina. My hopes of capturing the boats rocking on the water while shining in the sun, however, were shattered. The wind had picked up, the sun had all but gone and it was still raining.

Dejected I carried on walking around towards the lighthouse. With my idea gone and having no plan b, I began snapping pictures of whatever was around. Seagulls battling against the strong winds, fishing boats moored near the old lifeboat station, the lobster pots.

There it was, today’s photo. A closeup of the lobster pots.

To the gentleman who I shared a rather brief but pleasant conversation with, you were right.