As I write this, there is a gale blowing and the sea is wild, it is cold and it has been hailing. All so very different to the blissful weekend I just spent camping in the van at Gerrans above Portscatho on the Roseland Peninsula – the still air and gently lapping water as we walked along St Anthony Head on the Saturday, followed by blue skies and sunshine on the Sunday, make today feel like a completely different season – and going backwards unfortunately – where are my long johns and thermal vest?!
The Roseland is not an area of Cornwall I know at all well, so I really enjoyed getting to walk along some of the cliff and creek side paths, which offer both fantastic cliff and sea views on the one hand, accompanied by the shelter and mysteriousness of wooded hidden creeks. The photograph was taken from Froe on St Anthony Head looking up Percuil Creek towards St Mawes – the heron flew away as we arrived to stand and stare too, breathing in the stillness and peace.