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October 2004 -- so it's time for another visit to Devon and Cornwall
to Tintagel, like some kind of magnet
said to be appallingly awful at mid-summer, is lovely in the off-season, so we'll
pack up a few sandwiches in Trebarwith Strand and walk on up over the ancient
coastal slate works and have another look in. 20 October 2004.
may not find this terribly rewarding unless you're included here, so this is a
good time for casual and random browsers to turn back before they get too caught
up in the sweep and majesty of the proceedings and can't let go.
Steeply out of old Trebarwith Strand, we get off with a good loping gait early in the day.
waves adieu to the Port William Inn for the day and then strides vigorously past
all the coastal remnants of ancient slate mining sites. It's hard to imagine what
life was like for the workers here 200 years ago. Or even why they bothered. It
must have been a crazed survival instinct or something.
suggestive artifact is improbably said to have been left behind by slate miners
because it has lower quality slate. They just skipped that part and worked around
the sights near Tintagel, with its convincing Norman look, a sturdy late 11th
and early 12th century church, and rows of sad dead folks still lingering all about.
nave and a Norman font
vistas of the Norman church and the probably very kind former people planted there.
grey day in the graveyard
Kristin in the electric mist among the Norman dead
the worst place for your eternal post-life retirement, but chilly, and wet.
Old Post Office, originally a 14th-century manor house, used as a post office
in the 19th century and now a National Trust property. Once inside, don't stamp
your foot or sneeze.
Kristin stopping in at the Celtic Legends shop to see if they carry The Guardian or The Independent.
Arthur's Arms hotel, which wisely makes no claim that King Arthur actually slept
there (though George Washington may have). The knightly figure and caparisoned
horse painted on the wall are wearing armor dating from about 800 years after
the real King Arthur if there was one.
home at the end of the day -- that's Gull Rock standing off the coast near Trebarwith
Kristin planning strategies, and tactics
Trebarwith Strand, and the Port William, loom below us near the end of the day. (Loom below us!)
time at the Port William (far right)
hikers playing the jackanapes.
Steeply down into bustling Trebarwith Strand
Port William Inn nearly at dinnertime, oh Thanks Bog!
tide on the strand, and Gull Rock off the coast.
Okay, the dinner gong has sounded.
But what shall I wear? Are we formal, or casual?
and suggestions are welcome if positive, resented if negative, . All
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