A long wide stretch of sand at low tide, the beach disappears completely at high tide and can trap the unwary the wrong side of the headland. Looking towards Rugged Gull Rock the slate quarries and harbour are long gone, as are the donkeys that turned the pulley wheels to pull stone up from the cliff side, they also walked the zig zag paths down to the beach, carrying tools and supplies. Not easy work but I expect William and Toby would have been up to the job! Walked a section of the south west coast path in warm sunshine, a sometimes cloudy day with no rain.
