Friday, August 18, 2006
This wonderful picture (even if I do say so myself!) shows the Spinnaker Tower and entrance to Portsmouth Harbour. Its a view that is normally impossible as it was taken from inside HM Naval Base during the International Festival of the Sea in July 2005. This view epitomises what I miss about Portsmouth and being by the sea. Its the fact that any view of the coast, whether it be a sandy beach or a bustling port as here, has an inherent beauty all of its own. There is always something new to see by the coast. The sea itself is a constantly changing force of nature - sometimes like when this picture was taken it can look calm and inviting, other days it is ferocious and challenging.
Simple words though really cannot sum up what it means to be living by the sea. Whenever somebody asks me about it, I can't really put into words what it means. There is something engimatic and inherently wonderful about having grown up by the coast. After all, we had a beach at hand all summer, just a few minutes walk from home. I shudder at the thought of dipping my toe in the same water now when I see the amount of pollution! One of the best things though was in winter, when the seafront would be deserted (the tourists having escaped inland) and the waves would come crashing onto the beach or across the fortifications of Old Portsmouth. The awesome power of the sea can never be underestimated and at its most violent, it is most engaging.
Ah, I can almost taste the salty sea air now...