It was warm, with a slight breeze, for this summer trip to Portloe, on the Roseland Peninsula in Cornwall. The tide was rising and the fishing boat “Jasmine” was moored outside the harbour, waiting for a favourable landing opportunity. There was a wistful, balmy feel to the village, at the end of the holiday season and with the usual autumn high pressure forecast. It was a time for reflection, as the endless turn of the seasons continued.
Paul and Leigh, already planning their next visit.
A languid view of the village and harbour from above, on a sunny day at the end of summer.
In our chat, Steve describes the water as “mesmerising”, the impression I got of all Portloe on this re-visit. I wandered through the early morning village, as if in a dream. The still morning, with a misty air quality, was soporific and enchanting. At low tide, the inshore fishing boats, Jasmine and Katie Lil, were safely harboured. I passed them on my way down to the shoreline, to gaze back up the valley at this ancient village.
With Steve, above Portloe, early in the late spring morning.
The harbour and village, at low tide from above.
One of my favourite manonabeach trips. I arrived before dawn to get two good films of the attractive fishing village waking up at high tide. Portloe is a quaint, upmarket holiday destination now, featuring the Lugger Hotel and many holiday cottages, as well as any facilities you might want on holiday in Cornwall. I will never forget my experience of seeing the real Cornwall of fishing still thriving here.
Chris and Dave launch their two fishing boats at Portloe.
Dawn breaks over sleepy Portloe, seen from the headland and looking back towards the village.
It was mild and peaceful at Portloe for my winter re-visit. The village was waking up and one fishing boat was already at sea. The water was calm and crystal clear, lapping the harbour wall at high tide.
The harbour at high tide.