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I took this on the first morning of my honeymoon, my wife and I walked the whole of the crest of this beautiful ridge! It's a very well worn route and popular amongst those who frequent the Lake District in the north of the UK. Needless to say it rained, sodden and in need of some hearty grub we both retired for the night to a well known eatery. The Dog and Gun.

I started out in photography thinking contrasy images with lots of colour and punch were the thing to do. When it became more clear that photography is a creative art I started to appreciate the more simple things! My most recent achievement is to have The Annie Mellor shortlisted in a Nikon in frame competition.

Taken in the English lake district, the wind on this day was constant. No stopping and starting, just a constant stream of air. This majestic creature was not phased. I on the other hand struggled to keep my footing!

On a cold morning in the Lake District I walked along the side of Derwent Water. The sun had not yet risen fully, a mist was settled on the Lake. Slowly the mist did lift, but the trees grabbed on to the last of it. Time disappeared for a while, the stresses of life were non existent. Birds were chirping, the boat keeper was getting ready for a slow day of business, those couples who dare venture out for a cold autumn row were tucking into their warm breakfast.

I find when my mind is in this place and space, it is free to be creative. I ponder on how employers around the world strive for creativity, yet never encompass the conditions required to allow it to grow and be cultivated. I lifted my camera, as I did so Annie Mellor was staring back at me.

The sun had risen and the glossy side of the boat gleamed a deep autumn colour. I pressed...time stopped. The Annie Mellor, a restored passenger boat gave up its only shot. Seconds after I took the photo, the boat keeper stepped on board t ...