Sunday morning dawned sunny but definitely colder. After a lovely Saturday afternoon at Loe Bar and Loe Pool I headed out as far as you can possibly go in the opposite direction. Loe Bar/Pool, Lizard Point and Helford make a triangle really.
The drive to Helford River was lovely. I had no great plans to walk very far, just enjoy being alongside the river. I hadn't quite appreciated how tidal rivers can be and the tide was very much out. To be honest most of Helford seemed to be out. And them who weren't out weren't particularly inviting. The only shop was shut, there appeared to be absolutely nowhere to go for a cup of tea and although there were happy noises coming from The Shipwrights Arms I simply cannot venture into a pub on my own. In addition there was a proliferation of notices saying what you couldn't do and none saying what you could!
It was picture-postcard pretty as you can see but no soul on this particular afternoon. However, I shall look forward to returning avec walking boots and discovering Frenchman's Creek and maybe taking the ferry over to Helford Passage and spending some time at Trebah Gardens.
The next day was dull and chilly but as I was working for the rest of the week I decided to wrap up and get out. My destination was Polurrian but I couldn't seem to find it. I knew it was near Mullion but, in the end, had to settle for Poldhu Cove which was very pretty, sandy and had a car-park next to the beach for once.
Meanwhile, I headed up the South Coast path in the direction of Mullion. Despite the weather being overcast it was good to be out and about enjoying the views and sea air. I realised, as I took a breather, that there is a whole lot of sea out there:
Not to mention some very pretty, totally inaccessible, tiny coves.
I am also becoming rather drawn to the flora and fauna. There are more than 600 species of flowering plants on The Lizard. Man, what is happening to me?! Look at this photo; just how many varieties of wild flowers are there in this one small shot taken in front of a drystone wall?
Trying not to get sidetracked not only by pretty things but also the fact I had just passed a rather important place where the very first radio signal to cross the Atlantic was sent, I spied a beach. A beach with steps and one solitary figure on it. I asked the very nice lady with a dog whether this could be Polurrian? Indeed it was. And how might I visit this beach when the hot, sunny, weather cometh? Ah, well not very easily really. It would appear that unlike Poldhu this beach is only accessible via a bit of a hike whichever way you approach it which is presumably why it's so beautiful and unspoilt and hard to find.
So after a bit of peering in rock pools and getting the measure of the beach I returned from whence I had come, had a tuna melt back at Poldhu cafe as the rain set in and returned home to the sound of the fog horn.
Love from The Lizard Girl.
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