Treyarnon can seem impossibly far away through narrow winding back roads, but the surfers are out in force, and one even braves the water without a wetsuit. A gloriously sunny day, softening as it approached its end. Lovely to just be here as the light fades, altering minute by minute. Colours are soft and luminous one minute, rich and saturated the next, and then glowing, as the red dying sun occasionally appears from behind the clouds.
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