Par

The tide was out, leaving a large, wet expanse of sand rather like mud flats. This is not a very pretty beach; Par is a port for the china clay industry, and the dominating, smoking industrial buildings look strange all along the right ride of the beach. Above the high water line is fringed by low sand dunes, and then a crowded caravan park.
Still, it manages to cling onto its identity as a “beach” - many locals use this to stroll to the water’s edge, and there are a couple of beach huts in good order remaining, perched on the dunes. And there is always something uplifting about seeing horses riding through the surf...