Gusts of 70mph were forecast for today and the sea crashed in at Pentewan Sands, as if on cue. It was a mild, southerly wind and the tide was receding for this re-visit. Visitors staying at the caravan park straggled along the path to the village shop for their newspapers and milk, in the rain. On the beach, the energising combination of elements touched a deep nerve.
The sea, the sea…
Daryl’s tonic, at the beach on his holiday.
Pentewan Sands is a long, private beach. Most of the beach is used by holiday makers, but locals usually use the northern end, known as Village beach. You can walk to this easily from Pentewan village, which has all necessary facilities and toilets. There is an industrial heritage here, but I enjoyed the kite surfer in the shallows and a chat with 3 local ladies. The village has a pub, restaurant and shops, as well as plenty of parking.
My chat with three local ladies from Pentewan village, next to Village beach.
The beach on a blustery day at Pentewan Sands.
A kite surfer in action at Pentewan Sands, near St Austell in Cornwall.