Contrary to a widely held belief we do get some (short) dry spells down here in the far west. As evidence of this here are a couple of pictures taken on recent weekend outings.
This was taken last Saturday near the village of Portreath (Cornish: porth = “cove”, treth = “beach”). The cliffs in these parts are pretty unstable and there have been a lot of rock falls recently caused by the very wet weather. But as you can see, Saturday was dry. What you can’t see is that it was very windy and very cold. Portreath used to be a thriving place. Copper and tin ore were exported from the harbour and taken for smelting in South Wales. The ships would come back loaded with Welsh coal to fuel the mining engines.
This one is from a week last Sunday and was taken at Sennen Cove near Land’s End. Again no rain. Again very cold and windy. Sennen is a very popular surfing beach, but there was no-one in the sea on this occasion. It was far too rough. On the horizon you can see The Brisons, two small islets off Cape Cornwall.
Satellite image in the public domain.
Enthralling views!
BTW, I liked Saturday’s joke.
Thanks John, home from home from home. And the sun always shines in photo albums, and on railway posters. I mistook Portreath for Porthleven for a moment. I had an ancestor’s cousin paying polltax there in the 17th c. The cousin was a tinner, there’s only one on record, and two families and four spouses and no weddings and the widow at Porthleven was first and survived them all. His will would’ve been interesting but it was blitzed at Exeter in 1940. A wife in every tin mine? Or church rats and commonwealth zealots destroying records?