An old fishermans hut housing the tools of his trade.
A boat at rest on the damp sand within the harbour walls
Stone steps built into the side of the harbour wall, worn smooth by centuries of fishermen’s boots
The tide had left seaweed draped elegantly over the rocks …..
….. the fine seaweed looked like mermaids hair curling at the ends
Teeny little crabs the size of my little finger nail and smaller, black or beautifully translucent scurried amongst the pebbles.
We later went on to Coverack on the East side of the Lizard Peninsular, a quaint and extreemly pretty little coastal village and fishing port with a tiny harbour built in 1724. Cottages in the village are said to have secret cellars that were used to hide contraband by smugglers. The tide was fully in here so we sat on the harbour wall and watched the boats and children diving into the sea from the wall.
Colourful boats were tied up within the harbour walls, bobbing prettily on the surface like toy boats in a bath
The view of the harbourcoming into the village
Oh and the chocolate box cottages are just exquisuite.
More to come later ...