As a subject I’m drawn to the rather bleak magnificence of this immense body of water with its turbulent tidal currents. The estuary drives its own localised weather patterns and its winds can be fierce enough to close the bridges to traffic. Although no longer the busy maritime passage it once was, sizable ships still routinely slide by on their way to and from the docks at Portbury and Avonmouth.
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The Severn Estuary
The sheer scale of the estuary separating England from Wales never fails to impress. Similarly, the scale of the engineering achievement represented by the two bridges that span it cannot be underestimated. Both structures are remarkable, although I have a special fondness for the elegance of the original bridge, opened in 1966, a world-class marvel in its time.
Before the first bridge was completed the only means of crossing the notoriously treacherous waters was via a small car ferry. Remnants of the Aust Ferry jetty’s supports remain visible on the English side. I often find such fragments of the past in the landscape immensely compelling.