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Favourite British Scenic Drives St Just To St Ives
he barbed Atlantic winds along the B3306, you soon descend
screamed at me a steep gradient before passing
relentlessly, penetrating through the sleepy little village
the bones and drowning the songs of Botallack. A little further is
of seabirds. Cape Cornwall stood the enchanting Pendeen, home to
defiantly in the face of the the old Geevor Tin Mines,
mighty Atlantic Ocean, sculptured offering a glimpse of days gone
over time by driving currents, by and unenviable working
wind and rain. practises.
Cape Cornwall lies in the far Pendeen Watch stands at the head
west of county Cornwall, deep in of the shore, embedding you
the south-westerly reaches of amongst the jagged Cornish
England. Standing sentry against coastline at the mercy of the
the intensity of the Atlantic, elements and Atlantic Ocean. The
Cape Cornwall guards the town of South West Coast Path provides
St Just from the worst of the opportunity to explore more of
elements. the seacoast.
St Just is the last major town in The coastal road continued
England before the shipping northeast through Morvah village
graveyard of Land’s End and its and the excellent coastal
treacherous stretch of rugged observation post Gurnards Head,
coastline. A delightful little before the panorama broadened to
town, St Just is just minutes incorporate a vast expanse of
from the ancient monument site of land slowly descend as it
Carn Gluze on the Penwith approached the sea.
Heritage Coast.
Vibrant coloured plants and
Travelling north from St Just shrubs blanketed the ground as
they raced across the decline A steep downhill gradient
towards the towering cliff tops, preceded the final approach to St
stopping suddenly at the edge to Ives with its tight cobbled
observe the high seas. A fusion streets and busy harbour. The
of scents emanated from the vast land began to rise again as the
array of flowers swaying in the town neared. Tantalising glimpses
ocean breeze. of St Ives Bay and a glut of
sailing vessels suddenly emerged
The narrow road continued to between breaks in the houses.
twist and turn slowly through the
pretty Cornish countryside. The The steep descent through cramped
monopoly of fields and shrubs streets became a battle of wills
rescinded upon arrival of Zennor. with pedestrians; everybody
Calm and peaceful, this serene fought for the same space. A
village seemed the perfect fortunate place in the harbour
antidote to the rigours of modern car park left me gazing into the
day city living. Atlantic. The wind had now
relented; all was calm again.
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