More on the way to Tintagel

I think that the two miles of coastal Cornwall that we walked have to be among the most beautiful that the county offers. Vic believes that many coastal treks around this corner of England would be equally gorgeous, if different. If so, then, each time we are here, we need to select a new one.














Victor negotiates one of the numerous pedestrian- (but not farm-animal-) friendly "gates" along the way, this one wooden...


and this one stone:


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Location:Trebarwith Strand

Trek to Tintagel

The large silver binder left for us in our room said that Tintagel was a lovely "short walk" from the inn, with the hardest moments at the outset. Feeling fit and strong (my foot aside), we donned rugged shoes and set out.

It was, of course, miles, and it took us about four hours, there and back. Note that four hours is what the silver binder held was typical for the more rugged coastal hike up a steep cliff face to the south.

We don't regret a step of the journey, though my and Vic's feet, ankles, and heels have registered their protest. The first pic below is of the zig-zag walk up the initial hill (we came up from the back of the cream shops, out of frame to the right; there are, I believe, tiny human figures at the summit). Other pics are of the sights along the way; the ruins of Tintagel will appear elsewhere.

















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Of interest around town

Whirligigs outside the surf shop (see the boards and the plaster cone?), a drainage channel looking ancient in the middle of the only street (Vic says I cannot accurately call it an aqueduct), and cool wood-mosaic mirrors at the inn.








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Location:Port William

Cliffage and beach

Everywhere are cliffs, sheer drops, and precipices. I am getting acclimated, though not sure that's the safest course.





The inn peeks out at right.


Aah, the surf, the sand.


One of the inn-associated buildings is clear in the next shot (the only other one is tucked in just to its left). And a young boy splashes.









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Patterns in waterfront erosion

Lots of channels and interesting, curved shapes have been eroded into the rock. One of them looks just like a giant footprint.

















That house opposite the brick bathhouse, below, with the small raised porch, is the end of the row that is The Strand. The inn is above, to the right (out of frame). The white buildings behind the bathhouse are the two cream (ice, tea) shops. The ice cream place doubles as a surf shop!


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From the inn's level

Of course, the first thing we did in Port William was clamber all over everything. These were taken up the road beyond the inn.





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Caves on the beach

We're near Merlin's cave; it appears, however, that caves dot this section of coastline.











There's a tiny white seagull on the merest perch in the next shot, somewhere.








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