Farewell North coast, hello South

The next morning, Monday, broke cloudy and grey. Time to leave Padstow, and head south.



Brighter weather beckoned us, as we descended into the small fishing village of Mevagissey. Narrow streets lead to the harbour . . .



. . . . filled with brightly coloured fishing boats, and surrounded by houses clinging to the sides of the hills. All very attractive, belying the hard trade plied by generations of Cornish fishermen.





Beautiful to look at, but the Cornish coast is totally unforgiving for unwary sailors, as the Spanish Armada discovered to their loss.