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A beautiful sunny day - perfect for a walk.
Though the wind was absolutely freezing...

Crantock beach is on the north coast of Cornwall, just south of Newquay.

Friendly folk from the pub in the village.

The pub hasn't changed much...

Since this was taken.

Trying to get warm...

The ladies in the pub suggested we have a look at the church.

They also told us about this...

We love the frieze...

The village stocks last used in 1817.

Then on to the beach...

It is over 8 years since our last visit to this vast beach...

Surfers visit throughout the year...

Sime captured 2 of the several nutters in there yesterday...

Beautiful waves.

But the wind was painfully cold...

Tomorrow we're off to renew our local passes for Eden.

It's the last day to do it & still only £5!

Hope it's a bit warmer...
Bye for now.

Kay & Sime xx


just Gai said…
Sounds like my kind of walk. Bracing.

Love the new look. Where's the background photo taken?
Hi Gai - thank you.

The background photo at the mo is just from Blogger, so have no idea where it's taken... We're just fiddling about, but may change it again before we've finished!

Kay :)
Catherine said…
You are seeing some beautiful scenery! Lovely!

Keep warm!
xo Catherine
Scarlet said…
Oh how I love Cornwall!
Kath said…
Your photos make me long for my holidays!
The dogs would go mad on that beach and we could recover in that quaint pub.
Years ago we lived up in Rutland, where our small village green had stocks and a whipping post :-)
Catherine - thank you & we're trying to keep warm, though it's not easy!

Scarlet - we do too!

Kath - there were a few dogs around enjoying themselves!

Kay :)
Karin said…
A church with an interesting tale to tell and a pub for warmth and refreshment improve any walk. The photos are lovely. With the sun shining like that you can't tell how cold it is, either. Beautiful scenery as ever.

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