When I took a shot of the first frost covered fishing float I almost thought it was a thing of beauty with the sun rising and Eyjafjallajökull, just post eruption in the background. Then as dawn light spread across the vast beach I realised there were tens of these floats, probably hundreds. The deep black sand covered in giant Skittles. I thought again that these were probably just the casualties of small time fishermen, losing markers, but after some research I found out I was off the mark. These were all from the nets of big commercial fishing operations, which were probably cut free in wild North Atlantic weather. That means somewhere there is probably a huge net snaring marine life as well. Pretty they may have been at the time, these will take hundreds of years to break down.