The continued adventures Of Jeni , Bill and Millie……..
With around 5 million tourists visiting each year, the high capacity of humans doesn’t lend well to the idea of Cornwall as one of the U.K.’s wildest places. It’s more likely to conjure up images of ice creams on the beach, surfers, cream teas and rain pounding on camper-van roofs, and I guess that’s a fair assumption. With Cornwall’s mining industry finished and the fishing industry facing its struggles, Cornwall very much relies on tourism as its biggest industry, but just because it doesn’t have the vastness or grandeur of the North’s high peaks, and barren landscapes doesn’t mean it isn’t wild. It’s just got its own version of wilderness.

We’ve spent a lot of time in Cornwall over the past couple of months, and when we weren’t off travelling the northern parts of the U.K, Cornwall has always been a frequent visit for us. Whether it’s the rugged north coast, with dramatic coastlines that mirror epic tales of myth and magic, or it’s the quieter south with picturesque villages and thriving woodlands on the banks of emerald estuaries, we have certainly bared witness to its wild spaces.

Just the other morning we were at Praa sands on the southern coast, a popular beach, in-between Falmouth and Penzance. It’s one of our favourite stop overs; a cheap place to stay for the night and it overlooks the beach. Which means first thing in the morning you can open the back doors and watch the rolling waves breaking on the golden sands without even having to leave the bed.

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