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Souvenir on Benfleet Creek. Built in 1933 for the shrimping trade, at the end of her life she was deposited here as a fading monument: the Graveyard of Lost Species - engraved with memories of lost species and of the Thames herself. From a walk last Sunday.

Souvenir on Benfleet Creek. Built in 1933 for the shrimping trade, at the end of her life she was deposited here as a fading monument: the Graveyard of Lost Species - engraved with memories of lost species and of the Thames herself. From a walk last Sunday.
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The Crow Stone at Leigh-on-Sea & its remote twin the London Stone, on the Isle of Grain. The 4-mile stretch of between them (known as the Yantlet Line, named after the creek where the London Stone stands) once marked the downstream river rights of the City of London

The Crow Stone at Leigh-on-Sea & its remote twin the London Stone, on the Isle of Grain. The 4-mile stretch of #ThamesEstuary between them (known as the Yantlet Line, named after the creek where the London Stone stands) once marked the downstream river rights of the @cityoflondon
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Stumpage: the remnants of Salvation Army Wharf, built in the late 19th century to serve their nearby colony & brickworks. From a quiet Sunday walk along Benfleet Creek, with Canvey Island low on the horizon.

Stumpage: the remnants of Salvation Army Wharf, built in the late 19th century to serve their nearby colony & brickworks. From a quiet Sunday walk along Benfleet Creek, with Canvey Island low on the horizon.
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A concrete barge forms a rough quay at Barlinghall Creek, one of a maze of winding, tidal creeks between the River Roach and the Thames Estuary. There’s still a little shellfish dredging here, and lots of glorious, sloppy Essex mud.

A concrete barge forms a rough quay at Barlinghall Creek, one of a maze of winding, tidal creeks between the River Roach and the Thames Estuary. There’s still a little shellfish dredging here, and lots of glorious, sloppy Essex mud.
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A small, stout fishing boat, secure in her muddy berth, patiently waiting for a skipper who will never return. Barlinghall Creek, off the River Roach in Essex.

A small, stout fishing boat, secure in her muddy berth, patiently waiting for a skipper who will never return. Barlinghall Creek, off the River Roach in Essex.
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The boat house at Lion Creek, off the Crouch in Essex, from a recent walk. I got talking to a local, out on the seawall, and he told me the creek can be a good spot for wild swimming. But parking is very limited & at high spring tides, often underwater 💦

The boat house at Lion Creek, off the Crouch in Essex, from a recent walk. I got talking to a local, out on the seawall, and he told me the creek can be a good spot for wild swimming. But parking is very limited & at high spring tides, often underwater 💦
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Forton Lake, off Portsmouth Harbour. The first pic shows sections of a WW2 anti-submarine Boom, possibly from the scattered Thames Boom which once stretched from Essex to Kent. I recently tweeted about that here: twitter.com/iantokelove/st…

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Saltmarsh and sunshine – one of my favourite combinations. The River Crouch in Essex, saltings on a high tide near Upper Raypitts Farm.

Saltmarsh and sunshine – one of my favourite combinations. The River Crouch in Essex, saltings on a high tide near Upper Raypitts Farm.
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Walking a flat, wide landscape on Bank Holiday Monday, along the River Crouch in Essex. If you’re looking to avoid the crowds, I can wholeheartedly recommend the remote stretch between South Fambridge & Wallasea Island.

Walking a flat, wide landscape on Bank Holiday Monday, along the River Crouch in Essex. If you’re looking to avoid the crowds, I can wholeheartedly recommend the remote stretch between South Fambridge & Wallasea Island.
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Thanks to Port of London Authority for taking immediate enforcement action when I alerted them to the contractors dumping countless scraps of Glass Reinforced Plastic & other into the River Thames below.

The naughty boys were made to dress up & tidy up ⬇️

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The remains of what could have been a chunky quay for an inland Essex farm, but it seems out of scale with its remote location. Unmarked on maps, purpose unknown.

Longpole Reach on the River Crouch, midway between Brandy Hole & South Fambridge.

The remains of what could have been a chunky quay for an inland Essex farm, but it seems out of scale with its remote location. Unmarked on maps, purpose unknown. Longpole Reach on the River Crouch, midway between Brandy Hole & South Fambridge.
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Deptford dusk, dark shapes & flickering shadows rising from the retreating tide. Underfoot, centuries-old slipways, hewn from wood & stone. Above, initial construction for the redevelopment of the historic Royal Dockyard.

Deptford dusk, dark shapes & flickering shadows rising from the retreating tide. Underfoot, centuries-old slipways, hewn from wood & stone. Above, initial construction for the redevelopment of the historic Royal Dockyard.
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Down to the shifting foreshore. Footsteps crunching into a fragmented history of wave-worn brick, red roof tiles, butchers’ bone & black cinder, then slipping in silt & on the smooth, rounded chalk of disused barge beds. The loudest voices, those of the watching crows.

Down to the shifting #Deptford foreshore. Footsteps crunching into a fragmented history of wave-worn brick, red roof tiles, butchers’ bone & black cinder, then slipping in silt & on the smooth, rounded chalk of disused barge beds. The loudest voices, those of the watching crows.
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