Showing posts with label Par Market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Par Market. Show all posts

Friday 24 June 2022

Charlestown Harbour on a Sunshine Day Plus Spit Beach


Time seemed to stand still as the sailing ship made its way along the Cornish coast. The blueness of the sea and sky seemed almost unreal.


The ship passed Charlestown and continued along the coast.


Meanwhile children enjoyed the water by the small beach.


A further ship passed by the entrance to Charlestown's Harbour.


There's always something interesting to see at Charlestown - well I think so. We walked away from the harbour to the small port. Across the water is the Pier House a pub and restaurant or, perhaps, somewhere for coffee.


A few wisps of clouds in the sky now.


We crossed the rickety bridge and noticed the Kelly's Ice Cream van park up and, miracle after miracle, my wife bought me an ice cream!


We wandered by the boats enjoying the coolness of the ice cream.


A final look back along the port to the harbour and sea. We made our way back home.


It was such a bright blue day at Charlestown but the previous day was somewhat different.

We intended to go to Par Market but forgot that it isn't open every day. Instead we went to nearby Spit Beach. The good thing was that there wasn't anyone else on the beach. The dullness of the day kept people away.



An old lookout from WW2 brightened the scene.


It's not a special beach, by any means, but there was a feeling of space and serenity. The tide was a long way out.


The low cliffs looked almost silver...


... when looking upwards.


We spotted a tent, but still no one in sight.


It may not have been so blue and sunny as our visit to Charlestown but fresh air, peace and quiet can be enjoyable too.


On leaving Spit Beach, the path was full of wild flowers including a mass of foxgloves.


And so ends this weeks post, thanks for the visit. Have a good week, all good wishes ~ Mike.


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