Britain gallery: Fenland sunrise

This and the following image were both taken on an early morning drive across the fens in

Cambridgeshire on a cold, but not frosty, day in February. For once there was no traffic

to stop me skidding to a halt, and I wasn't in a hurry to get somewhere. As a

cameraman, I used to have to get up about 3:00 am to get to the equipment hire place

in London, check all the gear on board, ususally drive to collect my soundman, Bill, and

then on to the venue to set up in time for the first shots of the day, which could be 200

miles away. I enjoyed those early starts - the roads were clear, you saw the dawn come

up, you were never late, and were invariably there in time for the essential bacon

sandwiches.

Well, I'd never been to the Fens before. I used to think that we had big skies in Suffolk

(not actually as flat as most people think who've not beeen there). But the Fens are as

flat as a pancake, and the skies correspondingly bigger.

This and the following image were both taken on an early morning drive across the fens in

Cambridgeshire on a cold, but not frosty, day in February. For once there was no traffic to stop

me skidding to a halt, and I wasn't in a hurry to get somewhere. As a cameraman, I used to

have to get up about 3:00 am to get to the equipment hire place in London, check all the gear

on board, ususally drive to collect my soundman, Bill, and then on to the venue to set up in time

for the first shots of the day, which could be 200 miles away. I enjoyed those early starts - the

roads were clear, you saw the dawn come up, you were never late, and were invariably there in

time for the essential bacon sandwiches.

Well, I'd never been to the Fens before. I used to think that we had big skies in Suffolk (not

actually as flat as most people think who've not beeen there). But the Fens are as flat as a

pancake, and the skies correspondingly bigger.