June’s heat wave leads us into mid summer

Empty sands and gulls- Perranuthnoe beachGosh what a heat wave we had this June leading us towards the Summer Solstice. The sudden rise in temperatures left us totally unprepared for a life suddenly transported to the tropics, as we experienced the hottest June day for forty one years. Yet we soon adapted and tweaked our routines and Charles and I hit on idea of taking supper down to the beach to eat beside the sea, where just a whisper of a cooling breeze drifted across the long expanse of sand of Perranuthnoe’s beach.

A beach picnic

Entrance to Perranuthnoe beachWe toiled down through the village laden with rucksacks and towels just as the day shift of holiday makers were packing up their cars to go home and the locals coming home from work made their way instead to colonise the sands.

We found the golden beach just below Perranuthnoe, newly exposed by the retreating tide and Charles managed to get over his shock of finding a beach with more than two people on it and bravely set out across the sands to find a quiet spot near to the Cudden Point End, where we set out towels and wriggled discreetly into swimwear ready to set off into the blue sea.

Paddling in a sparkling sea

We paddled for a while watching our toes stir up patterns in the sand as we walked along beside a gently rippling white tipped wave. Maybe I felt a little guilty as I watched ladies in sensible bathing caps plunge off into the icy waters to swim further out but I consoled myself with the memory of the fresh ciabatta bread, tangy olives and red wine waiting for us under the soft red ochre cliffs. Supper tastes so much better if not eaten wearing a wet swimsuit!low tide across the sands

People watching

Small groups of families and friends gradually set up camp after their days work in an evening as warm as an average summer’s day and we watched cricket matches give way to rounders and then finally the arrival of the local dogs at their very own appointed hours, to bound with delight into the cooling sea.

Such blissful days of heat will stay in memories of that special June heat wave that left Britain hotter than Rome before slipping away, just as the summer solstice arrived. The clouds that stole the sun, arrived almost by stealth but you know I think I may go again to picnic amongst the happy supper guests of Perranuthnoe’s own beach and no table reservation necessary

 

About Christine Taylor

Charles and Christine Taylor have hosted Luxury Bed and Breakfast at Ednovean Farm Nr Penzance in West Cornwall since 1991 and live there with three cats and eight horses including a Spanish Stallion called Danni. Christine writes a weekly blog about life on the farm and garden with an occasional series about places of interest in West Cornwall

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