Friday, 4 January 2013

Newquay - Surf and Sand

Newquay enjoys a fantastic shoreline with its waves, beaches, and towering cliffs. I enjoyed Newquay for this and more. This place had some great qualities I wasn't expecting. Somehow I had a prejudiced view that  Newquay was a surfing town and attracted some hard-partying crowds. Wrong! I found a gentle quality surrounds the people here and we had a great time with our cameras and video cam.



The shoreline gave us photographic and cinematic opportunities on a grand scale along with lengthy walk. Cornwall's South West Coastal Foot Path winds its way along the bluffs and through the busy streets of Newquay. Our walk took from The Barrowfields to Little Fistral Beach.....and back.






The Barrowfields are named for the fifteen barrows dating to the Bronze Age. You can feel vastness of the expanse of sky and endless ocean when perched atop the high cliffs of the Barrowfields. You can descend a pathway to Tolcarne Beach here. The waves were high when were here making for some nice video.




The Great Western beach leads to Town beach where surfers satisfy their addiction to ride the reliable waves rolling onto the wide beach. Kites are flown, ball games, sand-castles  abound in this people friendly space. After some scrambling the odd soggy spot we made our way to the harbor.




Newquay harbor bustles with activity. Fishermen are going about their business as the charter fishing tours take the adventure seekers out to try their hands at reeling in a catch. There is a seal that has figured out how to get a free meal by following tourist boats back to harbor and begging from the tourists. They being happy to get some pictures in trade for few sardines. This home of the Newquay rowing club. The gleaming white boats with 6 oarsmen and a coxswain make their forays out to the ocean.
We had our eyes set on the Towan Head, a point of land jutting into the sea crowned with a small building where one can sit and rest. Along the way is the Huer's Hut. In times gone by a man would wait and watch for schools of fish and let everyone know by calling out with a megaphone to direct the fisherman where to place the nets. Along the coast more adventure seekers swim along the rocky bluffs playing in the crashing waves while trying to avoid being dashed on the rocks.

Huer's Hut

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