There was something strange about Monday, it had actually stopped raining! A few puddles remained but we headed for the beach at Carlyon Bay.
It was still very cold but who cares when there is treasure to be found - well, perhaps.
I had recently read a book 'Seagulls in the Attic' by Tessa Hainsworth, who has started a new life in Cornwall. She writes how she 'finds cowrie shells. I love these tiny pinkish shells, no bigger than my little fingernail. They're lucky shells, the Cornish equivalent to the Irish four-leaf clover.'
On a previous visit to Carlyon Bay my wife and I found dozens of small pink shells. So we set out to find some more. It's always useful to have a handy supply of good luck, you never know when it might come in handy!
I soon found a pink shell but little else.
The beach was quite empty, the sand smooth and untouched and virtually nothing had been washed ashore.
But a walk on untouched sand is, by itself, good luck.
We enjoyed the far end of the beach, the peace and the silence.
The rocks and cliffs have their own special beauty. The things they must have witnessed over thousands of years.
Eventually we retraced our footsteps ...
… passing numerous enormous rocks piled high. They were originally to be used as a breakwater when there was talk of the beach being redeveloped with apartments and shops. But this has never come to fruition.
We made our way back to our car via the puddles.
I did manage to pick up a few bits and pieces along the beach though, but nothing too exciting. They will be added to my collection of bits and pieces labelled 'you never know when these might come in handy.'
Other Carlyon Bay Posts:
(1) The Meeting With Barrel Jellyfish at Carlyon Bay, Cornwall
(2) Carlyon Bay, Cornwall: Sand, Sea and Cliffs
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