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Atlantic Views

Sunday morning brings gloomy light, dark clouds and the threat of rain, the forecast is less than encouraging. By the time we’ve had coffee and breakfast the rain is pounding the windows and gathering in puddles on the decking outside the cottage, and we start to weigh up braving the elements versus staying indoors. The spirit of adventure wins, and we get rewarded on our trip down the coast, starting at Porthcothan.

Porthcothan

Remarkably we dodge the showers all day, with a cliff walk above the beach at Porthcothan, followed by a visit to Carnewas, more familiarly known as Bedruthan Steps. The “steps” are a sequence of rock pillars isolated from the mainland by centuries of erosion, a famous and iconic photographic section of this amazing coastline. Today’s inclement weather brings heaving seas and surging surf even at this point of low tide and enhances the awesome scene of this wonderful place. Just standing here, looking out across the sea, feeling the pounding wind in your face, the sheer drop to the unforgiving Atlantic just inches from our feet, the heaving seas buffeting the yielding rocks…. is invigorating and yet humbling. Watch this for a few minutes and put your own importance back into perspective. 

Bedruthan Steps

From Bedruthan we move on to Mawgan Porth, one of those coves which has an immense change of character between tides; we’re here at low tide looking at a huge expanse of wet tidal sand, yet in a few hours this beach will be minuscule and the Atlantic will have held sway once more. 

Our last call today is inland at the small town of St Columb Major. It’s incredible how different this is from its coastal partners just a few short miles away: this gorgeous little town seems completely oblivious to tourism and carries on as it always did. It is home to a beautiful church, designed by an architect mistakenly believing that his creation would become Cornwall’s cathedral, a rather grand building named “Bank House” on which we can find no history, and innumerable other fabulous ancient buildings. It’s as if we’ve found a corner of Cornwall where the locals hide, away from us tourists.

Monday May 17th sees us return to Port Isaac which we visited and posted about on our previous trip which you can read HERE. We hike today from the town to Port Quin on the inland route across farmland, returning from there to Port Isaac along the coast path. This 3-mile section of coast path is one of the more challenging parts of the entire coastal route with its regular steep climbs and descents; it’s therefore no coincidence that it also affords some of the most dramatic views. And for this coastline, that’s really saying something.

Today is the next stage of the loosening of COVID restrictions and, joy of all joys, indoor catering reopens and socialising is easier. We make the most of it, partly by happy coincidence.

Firstly we meet some friends we haven’t seen in nearly 18 months who happen to be in Cornwall for a week. Whilst enjoying a beer with them, in walk our on line friends and fellow travel bloggers Gilda and Brian from https://travellerinterrupted.org/about/ the first time we have ever met any of our blogging friends in person! We exchange a few stories and arrange to meet again before we all move on.

Meeting Gilda

Our day ends with a meal at Pucelli’s in Padstow harbour – our first meal inside a restaurant since we were in Turkey last November.

View from Pucelli’s

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