We stuck, nor breath nor motion;

As idle as a painted ship

Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,

And all the boards did shrink;

Water, water, every where,

Nor any drop to drink.

The Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner by the English poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge, written in 1797–98

These scenes were taken at Porthcawl with wind speeds up to severe storm 11

The sea was running extremely high at 10.7 mtrs with full tide at noon

See the full photos on the following slide show here.

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Sound track:
The Hebrides - Overture Op. 26 (Fingal's Cave)