27th - 28th February 2016
It’s no great secret that I like Lindisfarne.
There is just something about the place that speaks to me.
Maybe it’s the history, being the first recorded raid by my Viking ancestors.
Perhaps it’s the island nature, cut off from the mainland twice a day.
Or it could just be the fact that it is packed with interesting things to photograph.
The areas around the harbour with the old Peggity huts, boats and fishing tackle are a regular favourite.
I’m glad to see that the National Trust has finally got rid of the monstrosity of a fluorescent plastic life ring housing that they saw fit to screw so prominently on the wall of this old hut a year or so ago.
Don’t they realise that it is the organic, decaying / regenerating nature of this working harbour that is such an attractive feature of the place?
We don’t all want to see manicured lawns and freshly painted chocolate box buildings when we visit places like this.
Photographers come here for the character of the harbour and the images that those photographers make and publish bring other tourists in search of that very same character.
This strikes at the heart of what is wrong with the way the Trust treats photographers.
It was set up to preserve it’s holdings for the benefit of the nation and much of it’s land was donated for just that reason.
Now they try to monetise the interest of photographers by banning photography and even charging photographers to take pictures.
They steal their work and offer no compensation when caught red handed and then put their hand out and say they are a charity.
Without those glossy guide books full of pictures, their visitor figures would drop dramatically. Without their visitors paying memberships, entrance fees and filling their gift and coffee shops their piles of money would soon start to shrink and the real purpose of their existence would be under threat.
Not everything needs to be a cash cow waiting to be milked.
Driving up the coast towards Edinburgh where I will be working for a few days we drop into another nice little harbour, fortunately not in the hands of the Trust, at Cove.