Today the wind blows icy cold straight in from the sea, bringing mists and haze to the coast around Padstow. You glimpse the sun for maybe just a moment, and it feels already later than it is. With the tide begining to ebb, the beach stretching from Padstow to Harbour Cove is a long ribbon of sand, and walking into the mist along the water's edge, your feet sink with each step, almost to the tops of your shoes. Beyond the cove, you lose the protection of the headland on the opposite shore, and wild white horses ride the sea in full gallop towards the shore...
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