The extreme low tide on this visit enabled me to see the Holy Well, as in Holywell Bay. The photo below is a still from deep inside the cave, showing the calcareous deposits that form the white well itself. A couple of thanks are due – to Alex Davies for pointing me at the cave and to Theresa at The Well Cafe and Crafts in Cubert, for putting me onto Quiller-Couch’s guide to Cornish Holy Wells. If you go to the Holy Well at low tide, please don’t be so seduced by its beauty that you forget the tide.
The Holy Well, at Holywell Bay in North Cornwall.
What the beach means to a local girl, Sharon, who, like so many, had to leave but has returned to live in Cornwall.
The friend Sharon mentions, Don, kindly sent me the photo in question. Here it is:
The pristine beach at low tide.
Under storm clouds at low tide.
This is a magnificent, iconic North Cornwall beach at any time, but it was a particular pleasure to catch the scene just after low tide on an early spring day, with the beach largely deserted and the rocks exposed on the waterline. Holywell Bay is known for its dune system, separating the village from the beach and creating an unspoilt, natural feel, next to the Atlantic breakers.
Jamie’s eulogy to this beach.
A view of the beach at low tide from the high dunes behind.
The colours were from a silver grey palette this evening at Holywell Bay. On a rising tide, the expansive, flat beach shone silver, as each waves receded after breaking. There was a wistful, reflective atmosphere in the early evening light, with couples having a last look at today’s sea, before going for a drink or back home.
With Simon, fishing from the beach in the early evening.
Holywell Bay’s beach, as seen from the water’s edge
It was a cold and still morning at the start of February. The sand crunched under my feet as I walked down to the beach, among the first frost of this mild winter. The sea shone silver against a pale sky, mirroring the fragile beauty of the sand dunes next to the beach.
With Carol and Tony, on the beach at Holywell Bay, explaining the changes in the structure of the dunes over time.
Located between Newquay and Perranporth, this beach has a less trippy fee. It takes a walk through the dunes to get to the sea. On the beach, there’s an unspoilt feel, with the Atlantic breakers crashing in.
Here is Jenny at the National Trust car park near to the beach. The organisation have protected so much of the coastline for us from unscrupulous development, so this was a chance to say thank you.