I do love the sea. Everything about it. The fresh, salty air on my face, which makes a sticky tangled mess of my hair. The roar of the waves crashing against the rocks beneath the cliffs I’m standing on. The screams of the seagulls when they fly by. The soft sand between my toes on a beautiful beach at sunset… the list goes on. What I adore about the Cornish coastline is the rugged, primal nature of it. The coarse cliffs scarred with jagged ravines. And the constant movement of the water, the wild crashing of the Atlantic Ocean when it drives itself against the ancient rocks.
I think I’ll just have to live by the sea again at some point in my life. It’s where I feel such peace of mind, such completeness.
Today was a good day. M felt a lot better (we traced his condition back to a food poisoning caused by some apparently dodgy beaked beans he had, the only thing that was different from our diet) and we managed to cover quite alot of ground. My spirits were dampened a little bit by the mostly grey weather and outrageous period pains, but being by the sea compensated for all of it more than enough. Starting the day, first we went to gawk at the cliffs at Lizard, and after having gotten stuck at traffic heading to the Fish Festival at Newlyn, (the biggest festival in Cornwall don’t you know), ended up unwittingly at Land’s End (which I knew would be a mistake, it’s such a nasty tourist trap). Then we drove some ridiculously narrow roads through Pendeen to St Ives, and later on up to Portreath, finishing with sunset at Hell’s Mouth.
I’ve got a million pictures of cliffs and of sea, which will take some time to go through and process. I also got a lot of film clips of our drive today. Originally I planned to film a little bit here and there throughout the whole trip so I could edit it all together into a continuous road trip showing how the scenery changes while the trip goes on, but with all the drama at the start, I sort of forgot about it. Today’s footage should make for a nice one day’s road trip video though when put together.
Sadly, tomorrow we’ll have to head back to London. I’m going to have one last stop at Perranporth, but after that’s it’ll have to be the quickest route home. Sigh. Well, I’ll have the memories and the pictures, and the knowledge that I will be back. Hopefully sooner than it took me to come back this time!