A bright but cold day, an approaching rumble. The sea in the background, Emmanuel Church prominent, but the spire of Saltburn Methodist Church also to be seen. The freight train passes…
Here are two from a set of images which I have acquired via a house clearance. I wanted to share these, particularly as the area in which these were taken is ever changing. All of these images show scenes of bygone Teesside steel industries.
These two images were marked as May 1966, Lackenby Works.
Whilst writing for the website and photography is a tremendous escape from the life I find myself confined to, I’ve been unable to post so much of late. Various reasons.
The long and short of it is I’ve not had as much spare time to get some items written.
I do however have some exciting posts which are in the pipeline.
These will feature on the website over the next few weeks and I hope those with an interest in the industrial heritage of Teesside will find them most interesting.
I spotted this on a visit to Staithes in 2020. Before the second peak.
After taking the photo I took the spade and put it up on a bench on the staithe. Hopefully someone found it and wanted to reuse it!
Another image of the now gone pipework, this one taken after a spell of rain in December 2020.
Staithes is a village which quite obviously is intrinsically linked to the sea. Forgetting the mention of Captain James Cook, and his brief apprenticeship in the village, Staithes has been the home and the starting point for many generations of seafarers.
The image above was taken with a disposable camera, which I like because of the total lack of control. Somehow also a light leak developed on the images, despite the camera remaining a sealed unit until developing. I don’t mind, the images were always meant to be more artistic snapshots than master pieces of technically brilliant photography.
Yesterday, whilst travelling for essential purposes, I noted that most of the pipework to the west of the former underpass on The Black Path had been demolished and removed.
Like the snow which blanketed the path and surrounding environs at the very start of 2021, the lumbering beast of pipework is now gone.
I KNOW I AM HOME 