Beach Towns pt. 4
Hello!
Welcome back to the show.
I’m continuing on with my Beach Towns project (which now has a working title - though you’ll need to wait for the next post for the big reveal on that one). In this post, we have a double whammy of -on-Sea suffixes: Clacton-on-Sea and Burnham-on-Sea. These made for a couple of really interesting trips, with opportunities to think about some of the themes that surround these beach resort towns: nationalism and poverty. Nonetheless, both also gave opportunities for nice vibrant colours and nostalgia.
I went to Clacton on Easter Monday (so quite a while ago now, I’m usually uploading these a fair bit after the time I took them). As summer hadn’t yet taken hold, it definitely didn’t have the same draw for candid street photography in the vain I got in Weymouth last year. I think I got some good shots, but it wasn’t a massively productive day.
I took quite a few more photos in Burnham-on-Sea. This is largely because I actually went twice in the space of a few weekends. It’s really easy to get there from Bristol, so I thought I may as well. Compared to the other places I’ve been on my tours of the British urban seaside, Burnham is certainly on the sadder side of things. There’s really not much going on there - even the pier is comically small. However, its Severn Estuary beach is really interesting for just how long it is; you can hardly sea the see from the Esplanade.
On my second trip, I walked up to Bream, which is a big spot for static caravan holidays. This is an aspect of these Beach Towns that I’ve not really had much opportunity to delve into. I’m not really sure how welcome I’d be walking around a static caravan park with my cameras, to be honest.
Anyway, someone in Burnham seems to be rather concerned about aliens.
As always, here is my selection of favourites:
