The pirate ship really wouldn't have been able to get away at low tide, just as Ms Du Maurier describes, though it seems hard to believe that no one would have noticed it! I thought the creek would be a bit further away from the village.
|Hearts and Stings|
|Up the Creek|
We tried to Kayak down, but had no luck. The tide was not yet in enough for us to do the same as these people, although they did nearly ground. The paddling was a lot of fun although very tough on my arms. I was a bit nervous as my father thought it would be funny to make jokes about all my ancestors who were "drownded" in the Helford River, but once I found out how stable the kayaks were I really enjoyed myself.
The house was an absolutely gorgeous Cornish cottage. Thick walls of stone and the classic four rooms. A kitchen and a living room with fireplace downstairs, some steep and narrow stairs and two bedrooms upstairs with a bathroom tacked onto the back. I thought it was the perfect size for me, cosy with not too much unnecessary cleaning to do (I used to have a bathroom with two sinks and they drove me mad). A however found the ceilings too low and repeatedly banged his head on the door frames.
I don't do a lot of B&W photography but Cornwall felt like the perfect place. It so steeped in history and attractive bleakness that even in summer the countryside never feels particularly genteel.
Which photo do you like best? I may still do a little more processing on them...