Storm Imogen

The winds of Storm Imogen, that reached 96 m.p.h. off The Needles, howled all night and continued at 55-65 m.p.h. throughout the day. Carol had the good sense to suggest I might need to postpone our lunch date. This was very wise as the trains I would need to catch were severely disrupted, and trees were reported down on roads such as the A35.

We were warned against venturing out unless our journey was urgent. I trust you will agree that investigating the views across Christchurch Bay to the Island fitted that bill.

Isle of Wight and The Needles

We began on Hordle Cliff Top where it was impossible to see what I was doing, as I was forced backwards by the gusts. Consequently I needed to straighten this one up in my Mac. The computer that is, not the one I was wearing.

Enticed by the prospect of spray on the rocks at Barton on Sea, that is where I took the rest of the photographs.

Man descending steps

Descending the car park steps was easier than the battle that was the return.

Shoreline and Isle of WightShorelineSpray 1Spray 2Spray 3Spray 5Spray 6

Shoreline 3Clouds and sprayClouds and Sea

Close examination of the images will reveal the effects of the flying spray spattered on my lens.

Clifftop buildings

The buildings on the clifftop clung to their perches,

Dog walker

beneath which one of the very few dog walkers in evidence clung to her hood.

Barton on the news

Back home, the BBC 1 p.m. News, featured Barton on Sea. Actually, the scene looked more like Milford to me, but never mind. I’m probably wrong.

It being Elizabeth’s birthday, we further braved the storms to meet her, Danni, and Andy for dinner at The White Hart at Cadnam. We shared, olives, stuffed peppers, and bread in a balsamic vinegar dip. My main course was rabbit, ham and lentil broth with parsley dumpling. I shared a cheese board with Danni; and good Chilean red wine with her and Elizabeth.


  1. The same reporter was on “The World at One” on the radio, and I thought of you. He said it was too windy to stand up straight, but didn’t mention any mad people out taking photographs, so I assumed you were being sensible. Ummmm… 🙂

  2. I can appreciate the punishment you endured as you waited for the waves to break against the rocks; you caught them well. Of course you must go out into a storm to take pictures of it 🙂 Love rabbits; yum.

  3. Oh, ho – you storm chaser you!! You know I had just opened up this post to read – on a clear, fine warm summers morning – when Siddy suddenly warned me something was amiss and then – Wham! Hail began to fall followed immediately by a howling, gusting wind that could well have been a tornado as it blew through the house, in one side, out the other side and disappeared. I never gave the camera a thought!! I think your Imogen just sent me a wee taster of what you are having 🙂

  4. I almost asked yesterday if this was coming your way. Great photos. I imagined you snug at home, but out on your patch of coast taking photos is equally imaginable. Great surf!

  5. A blustery day, indeed! Not only are you a talented photographer, you’re also a dedicated one, as well. I shivered seeing the beautiful but rather angry waves. ? ? ?

  6. Black and white is perfect for this weather. Imogen paid us a visit but no beautiful seascapes to capture near here. Intrepid photographers must venture where the delights are, including The White Hart. 🙂

  7. It does look wild. On a previous occasion I have ventured to Hartland Point in the grips of a storm. It was worth it, most exhilarating.
    We did lose power in the end, although not until the evening. An enforced early night!

  8. Terrific pictures! Glad you stayed safe while taking them. And that dinner sounds delicious.

  9. These pictures are so apt for such an event. How brave of you to go out there and get them. Thanks for sharing. They have such an otherworldly quality in them. The dosage of light and dark in them is really compelling for the eye.

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