| Now we plummet down into Pine Haven (anyone seriously
calling this narrow rock-lined gut a haven must have been mad) -
and then climb a thousand steps to the next elevation. The cliff
doesn't seem to have a name, but we stay at altitude as we make
our way above Varley Sand to reach Varley Head. Here the walker
can follow the path left across the field, or wander down and around
the brink of the headland - depending on how fit he or she feels.
The latter route is a permissive right-of-way allowed by the landowner.
Next comes Greengarden Cove - and this too, must have been some
old Cornishman's idea of a joke. Gardens definitely do not come
to mind as you peer over the precipice.
Now we turn Scarnor Point where we are treated to some zigging-and-zagging
as the coast path avoids the many indentations cleaved by the sea.
Steps descend to take you to a lower level at Downgate Cove where
the coast path weaves like a tailor's stitch across ancient landslides
as it proceeds to Kellan Head.
J.R.A. Hockin, who wrote many fine words on the subject of Cornish
walking, described Kellan Head as "superb" - and it's
easy to see why. You are treated to a panorama of the immense curve
of Port Quin Bay, which stretches west to a rocky stack called The
Mouls, near Pentire Point.
The path rounds Kelland Head to sweep south towards Port Quin,
and for a while it seems impossible that there can be an old fishing
village lurking anywhere hereabouts. The coast seems to continue
unpunctuated past dramatic Dryden Point, crowned by its castle-shaped
folly. But soon we are introduced to a Cornish fjord that cuts into
the cliffs and winds inland to the little fishing harbour. |