Exploring Cornwall: Stress Release and the Beach

Last week I was stuck in a rut, I was stressed, worried and feeling super upset with myself. I wrote my previous post in floods of tears and annoyance with the lack of work I had managed to accomplish. And although, this week hasn’t been much better until the past couple of days, I am feeling just a tiny ickle bit more able to take on the world that is university, essays and revision. On Tuesday, I had a slight swing in my step as Mum and I explored a bit more of the county, that we call home, Cornwall. Exploring, storm chasing and finding lonely beaches is amongst my favourite things to do, especially with my Mum who enjoys it as much as I do. The sound of the sea alongside the fresh calming air fixes everything.

Cornwall as a detox for the mind!

We got up early, dressed, out the door, in the car and we just drove until we found the sea. Calling into Portreath harbour, the North Cliffs, Hell’s Mouth, Godrevy, Hayle Philps pasty shop (obviously) and the last stop, a secluded local beach that has taken us months to find after Zoella posted about it at New Year. Zoe rightly called it a way to detox from the stresses of life, in quietness away from reality. And okay, it wasn’t quite a detox for me, but a temporary break away from the chaos seems more fitting. It didn’t cure, nor fix my stressful and depressing mood, but it helped; then again that might have been the giant pasty and sugary donut I had for lunch.

Portreath

North Cliffs, Cornwall

Hell’s Mouth, Cornwall

The Seals at Godrevy, Cornwall

Godrevy Lighthouse, Cornwall

Gwithian, Cornwall

Philips Pasty – Hayle, Cornwall

As I mentioned above, Zoe posted about a vast sandy beach that they found on a coastal walk. Free from people, except from the local’s walking their dogs and us, looking as if we were lost, is was just sand, water and silence.

We found it!

Ever since, Zoe and Alfie posted photos over Christmas; I have been desperate to find it and using Zoe’s directions (plus a wee bit of Mum’s knowledge and google maps) we managed to find it!

We ate our pasty in the car, and then set off along the coastal path after double checking with an ice-cream man that we were heading in the right direction… alongside the church, through the graveyard, across a golf course, under an old rickety train track bridge, down a few steep steps and onto something that was truly breathtaking with golden sand and clear water.

We walked for ages, made friends with a few dogs and picked up some unique shells that for once weren’t broken, wahoo!