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The Paddler Autumn/Fall issue 2017

The International magazine for recreational paddlers. The best for all paddling watersports including whitewater kayaking, sea kayaking, expedition kayaking, canoeing, open canoeing and rafting. All magazines are in excess of 150 pages and absolutely free.

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<strong>The</strong>PADDLER 44<br />

<strong>The</strong> afternoon was tranquil. <strong>The</strong> sun shone and<br />

we made excellent time, the miles clocking up.<br />

<strong>The</strong> disappointment was the craggy coast that<br />

cried for exploration, slipping inexorably past<br />

on our right. Trevose Head, and its lighthouse,<br />

glowed in the evening sun and it was definitely<br />

time to find a landing spot. We’d progressed<br />

another 42km and were blessed with the most<br />

incredible evening spent above the beach at<br />

Harlyn. <strong>The</strong> sunset was wonderful and dawn,<br />

simply stunning. <strong>The</strong> lavender and rose skies<br />

suggested we were in for more cracking<br />

weather.<br />

Glassy seas<br />

Another early launch into the glassy sea was<br />

barely a hardship. Day nine just got better and<br />

better. <strong>The</strong> unique outline of Pentire Head,<br />

silhouetted in the morning sun, was more<br />

reminiscent of a dragon’s scaly ruff. <strong>The</strong><br />

decision to continue around Port Isaac Bay<br />

against the tide, turned out to be an excellent<br />

one. <strong>The</strong> tide was unnoticeable set against the<br />

fascination of this stretch of coast: caves, zawns,<br />

islands. It’s all there. <strong>The</strong> bizarre right-angled<br />

catacombs of Dennis Point fashioned the<br />

strangest cliffs I’ve ever seen; how does the sea<br />

repeatedly shape 90° bends? We rounded the<br />

point and came face to face with the masses,<br />

clustered on the rocks like oyster catchers,<br />

waiting for the tide to expose Trebarwith<br />

Strand. <strong>The</strong> kayaks slid onto our personal,<br />

private beach, overshadowed by immense<br />

cliffs; the kayaks tiny specs against the cliff’s<br />

magnitude.<br />

Lunch at Trebarwith was hardly a chore. <strong>The</strong><br />

sun beat down, the tide receded and the<br />

shallow turquoise sea filled with happy people.<br />

Eventually, our private beach joined with the<br />

main strand and we waded<br />

back to the kayaks. <strong>The</strong><br />

transparent, glittering water<br />

allowed views right to its<br />

sandy depths. Even Gull<br />

Rock #5 didn’t disappoint.<br />

It looked like a blancmange!<br />

Suddenly, it felt like our final<br />

destination was within our<br />

grasp as we arrived in<br />

North Cornwall proper.<br />

Tintagel Island loomed on<br />

the horizon. From the sea,<br />

it seems separate from the<br />

mainland and it is easier to

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