England, North East, Northumberland, Blyth.

After a cold start to the morning I made it along to the old moss covered wooden pier to find just a lonesome fisherman occuping a space at the end. Walking along the old beams I found the composition I was looking for, quickly changed lenses and started the long wait with the fisherman to see who would have the first catch of the morning.

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