Portholland

The last couple of miles to Portholland are on a typically narrow and highsided Cornish lane, dropping down a dense wooded valley, making the little coastal hamlet seem very remote. You finally arrive at a tiny cove, which at low water only just has a bit of sand; otherwise you only get to stand on a high sea-wall with a steep boat ramp, and large boulders. But the group of houses and pub feel very beautifully secluded and peaceful here. Having got myself (and my camera equipment) soaked twice already this week, I take extra care to get to the water's edge, and on a clear day like today I'm rewarded with gently coloured skies at dusk...