Day at the beach

Saturday 8th September 

Today we decided to walk down to Padstow to spend some time on to the beach. The day started again with mist and cloud and the dew on the van was amazing. Kevin doesn’t mind this as it is natures way of giving him a free car wash. Whilst Petra makes breakfast he uses the squeegee and dries the van off with cloths. It’s great as Campy looks like new every day.

At about 9.30 we had finished our jobs and started off on our walk to Padstow. We followed the now familiar path across the fields to Tesco and on into town. It was a lovely walk, cool and fresh but sunny, ideal walking weather. When we arrived we sat for a while to rest on a harbour side bench and watched the young seagulls flying and people going by.

Once recovered we walked around to the other side of the harbour and to the path that leads around the bay to the beaches. The walk was fantastic a short climb and we were rewarded with some magnificent views of the mouth of the Camel estuary leading out to sea and the ‘Doombar’.

The Doom bar is a shallow bank of sand put their as a curse by a dying mermaid. We of course know it as a rather nice bottle of beer ‘thank you very much’ don’t mind if I do! Anyway, countless ships have been wrecked on the bar and we think it was a bit of an over reaction on her behalf and as a consequence, we don’t like mermaids anymore.

We climbed down onto the beach and sat on a big rock, had our lunch, we then sunbathed for a couple of hours. The weather was absolutely glorious and it is impossible to be bored watching all that’s going on in the sea in front of us. Thunder, Jaws and Thunderbolt went by with alarming regularity. The sand is so soft on the beach you can grab a huge hand full and it slips out of your hand like sand through an hour glass. It is impossible to keep it in your hand. When you walked along the sea shore your feet started to sink into the wet sand in places up to 6 inches. Despite it being so glorious we were shocked by how few people were using the beaches particularly as it’s a Saturday. The further we walked around the bay the fewer the people came across and the better the beaches looked.

We walked in a full circle and after about 3 miles we came back into the back end of Padstow. It was a much nicer approach to the town to the one we were used to and it looked very picturesque and dare I say quaint. We saw a small house we liked the look of for sale and later found it in an estate agents window it was £395,000 so it looks like Padstow is out of the question.

We sat for a while again on a bench by the harbour and enjoyed the going’s on and noticed everyone was eating. We had an ice cream and made our way home to Campy.

Another lovely day.