On Monday I went East

I had wanted to visit The Hidden Hut for ages so decided to strike out east and head for Porthcurnick Beach. First of all I had to work out where exactly it was as it doesn't appear on my A-Z. Having established it was next to Porthscatho I set off. No picnic lunch today as I really wanted to sample the wares of The Hidden Hut having seemingly read about it everywhere. I knew it was going to be a fairly long journey as it's on the Roseland Peninsula but I hadn't read my map quite carefully enough and completely missed the little picture of a car crossing a passage of water. What I thought was a nice country road to the Peninsula was a nice country road with a car ferry at the end of it. Bloody obvious when you look at the map properly:

It ended up adding to the enjoyment of the day as I had no-one else to worry about and it meant I was even hungrier for my much anticipated lunch and low tide wasn't for hours yet.

Fifteen minutes or so later I ended up at Porthcurnick beach.

But lunch first:

Ok, so actually neither the beach nor the Hut were deserted, I just got lucky with my photos.

I bagged a seat at one of the communal tables and enjoyed a delicious lunch of beetroot, tomato and coconut soup. All of which is prepared to the right-hand side of the Hut on big open stoves. Then it was off to stake my claim on the beach... and realise my Kindle was low on battery. See, always something. It was tough but I just had to lay there and sunbathe for an hour or two.

Then I wandered across to Porthscatho which is a small village across from Porthcurnick and actually does have a harbour unlike many of the other misnomers and then back to the car to catch the King Henry ferry home.

It's about an hour and a half from the Lighthouse to this beach. I would come again because I love the journey however it's a dog friendly beach which means it has a disproportionate amount of dogs because so many beaches have a dog ban from Easter through to the end of September. Even on a quiet day there were dogs yapping and barking. So maybe another trip to the Roseland Peninsula but visit St Mawes next time.

Love from The Lizard Girl.