We arrived in Cornwall on Monday evening. - Dan had returned from his charity cycle ride on Sunday night... the following day we headed off for our summer adventure.
As soon as we got to the cottage, we threw our bags in and immediately headed to the beach.
It was our first time at this beach.. and it took our breaths away.
I am actually in LOVE with it.
Wild, natural, beautiful.
Much like beaches in med.... white sand and turquoise sea.
On that first evening, the tide rolled in fast and furious... on lookers on the beach shrieking as the waves engulfed their towels.
It felt alive, wild and full of energy. Surfers braved the Atlantic Ocean, children dug moats and squealed with delight as the waves knocked them off their feet.
We had FOUND our beach... the bar was set high.
Every day we returned here. Early in the morning for breakfast, frying bacon on our little burner. Staying until lunchtime, heading off to a garden when the sun became to hot to handle. Then returning for a beach BBQ in the evening, to watch the sunset.
It reminded me of years of travelling... my days spent worshipping the sun.