A hazy, still morning greeted me at Polstreath beach for this summer re-visit, just over the hill to the north of Mevagissey. The low tide afforded a view from the waterline of the old lighthouse on the end of Mevagissey harbour, with the idyllic Chapel Point and its little houses behind. The steep descent to the beach is not for the faint-hearted, but this fact, combined with the high cliffs and easterly aspect in the morning, make this beach feel other-worldly, a haven of tranquility in a busy world.
Scottish visitor Zack enjoys this beach and a favourite pastime here.
A beautiful beach in the morning, seen from above.
Bright sunshine greeted me as I walked from Mevagissey to Polstreath, just to the north of the fishing village. The tide was in and fishing boats were crossing the bay in front of Polstreath beach, as I looked across from the steep steps down to the beach. This is a little known, isolated beach, nestled quietly under the cliffs, looking across to Fowey in one direction and towards Chapel Point, via Mevagissey, to the south.
With Des and Ruth, above Polstreath beach, on the South West Coast Path.
The beach, viewed from the steep steps down to it, at high tide.
On the waterline, at Polstreath beach.
I visited Polstreath beach on a sunny Sunday morning and it was deserted. There’s an isolated feel to the films. There are 154 steep steps down to the beach by the main stairs, so you need to be nimble and fit. There are no facilities there, just peace and quiet, plus a wonderful view across St Austell Bay. It’s located just to the north of Mevagissey and most people walk up from Mevagissey to visit the beach, via a steep pathway at the north end of the harbour.
A chat with Mick & Fat Jack, above Polstreath beach.
A timeless tranquility, down on the waterline.
The beach, seen from the cliffs above.