And so the heat goes on. We did have a few cooler days and the sky clouded over just in time to ruin the lunar eclipse! but today it is sweltering again. We are hoping to visit a local safari park this month. Because of my health problems we have difficulty getting out early, but for the month of August they are opening until 8pm. We discussed going today but by midday it was already hot and I was already feeling exhausted just from walking into the garden to put the washing on the line, so we decided against.
It would seem that most of the northern hemisphere is baking in the heat of this summer. I have been following on the news about the terrible wildfires everywhere. The one near Athens that killed 88 people had heartbraking stories. Now fire is raging through The Algarve and American friends have told me of ones in Colorado and California. We have even had 2 here which is very rare.
We watched the last episode of the current Poldark series on Sunday. I have really enjoyed this series. I always love to see Cornwall, and how wonderful it was to see them on the beach where we holidayed in April. There was a scene in the cave with the holy well and that reminded me that I never finished the story about our search for the real well so I thought I could do that now and post some more pictures.
We had been unable to find the well on our first trip to the beach on the Saturday and after our day at Caerhays we got involved in exploring other places -
After getting some more information from the internet we decided to go back down to the local beach on the Tuesday evening. We were treated to the most glorious sunset and we stopped to take photos. Unfortunately we had underestimated the length of the beach and, by the time we got to the far end, the light was going. We thought we might have found the cave but it was too dark to go inside. Never mind, the sunset was worth the walk.
The next day I woke with a migraine. It was the first one that week so I wasn’t complaining. I took a tablet and stayed in bed for an hour or two, then Hubby made lunch and we decided to explore the immediate local area. We found a beautiful little village called Crantock.
We ended up having coffee and cake in a pub overlooking the sea where we watched the windsurfers for a while. That evening Hubby wanted to go to a quiz at the local pub, the Treguth Inn. Parts of the pub dates from the 13th century and it was supposed to be haunted which sounded exciting, but we didn’t see any ghostly signs.
The next day was our last and I was not leaving until we had seen the well, so we set off in the morning to the beach. At last we found it. It was nothing like the well in the TV programme; that one appeared to be just inside the entrance to a cave. The real well could only be reached via a flight of rocky steps and then through a narrow entrance. I could see why they altered it as there was no way you could get actors and film crews and cameras into that tiny space. We didn’t try to negotiate the steps, they were really not suitable for 2 seniors like us! but we could dip our fingers into the well water as it flowed down the rocks which were an incredible array of colours. I have never seen anything like it before.
We took 2 days over our journey home on the way visiting Bodmin Jail where we did see a ghost -
just kidding it’s a staged portrayal of a woman who murdered her baby by putting it down a well, just an ordinary well this time. I couldn’t help but wonder whatever could have driven her to such a thing.
On the second day of our journey home we visited Wells Cathedral in Somerset. It’s a beautiful ornate building with about 300 statues on the west front alone.
Inside it has a fascinating 13 century clock, the second oldest clock in Britain, possibly even the world, to still be working.
I’ve just realised that this entry is all about wells. There could be some psychological significance to that since we are in the middle of a drought!
Sunset at Holywell.
Last updated August 06, 2018