As dusk settled on the north coast of Cornwall, our journey began. Weaving our way through miles of rolling sand dunes, in search of a sheltered spot between the spiky grass and rabbit holes. Westerly winds kicked up the golden sand, and made a mess of the large swell rolling into the beach. During the day, this part of Cornwall is crowded with dog walkers and surfers, but at dusk we had this beautiful place to ourselves.
Nestled between a steep dune and a bank full of rabbit warrens, we found our spot. Four pegs and a pole later our shelter for the night was up. Our adventure tarp will keep the dew off our sleeping bags, but we'd still get to feel the cool breeze our exposed faces.
It surprises me that just five minutes from home, we were immersed in a landscape so beautiful and wild. A place that takes on a completely different character once the crowds have gone home. Anyone who loves nature will understand the lure of camping out. It requires next to no effort, just a little motivation, and the desire to be outside.
We woke to a calmer morning, the swell lining up in perfect formation across the beach. The first dog walker of the day strolled past as we sipped on our coffee, and boiled a couple of eggs for breakfast. Within minutes our camp was packed neatly away into our packs. The only evidence left, was a patch of flattened grass.
As the sun was rising behind the dunes we head back to the van. Quietly thinking as we walked, for one night we had escaped to the wild, recharged our batteries, now ready to head back to the hustle and bustle of real life.
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