Impossible that this was eight years ago now, but here’s a great walk in Cornwall: from a bed and breakfast, down to the coast and to the ruins of Tintagel, back up to a nearby eleventh-century church, and back down to the coast to what Tennyson made famous as Merlin’s Cave. The greatest surprise, aside from being in a place later associated with so much Arthuriana, including the story of Tristan and Iseult, were the holy wells (which we saw dotted all over Cornwall), and the great wind that blew you all around on the coast—a wind we wouldn’t feel again until last year, being buffeted around Orkney.

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8 thoughts on “Walking Tintagel

  1. i remember walking to the topmost headland & readying to express my joy to my father only for that Arthurian wind to literally take the breath out of my throat, i had never experienced that before & it blew my mind.

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