Bude, Cornwall in Winter

Dec 18 23

Bude lights

Blog by Lynne Pearl

What is it about Bude that uplifts and takes you far away? It has the most amazing two beaches, with surf rolling in for the last three thousand miles. It roars day and night, in wind and rain, sun and rain, all kinds of weather. It just roars and doesn’t stop. The waves are white, pure white, rolling from far off shore and for as far as the eye can see up the coast and down into Cornwall, never was there such a coast.

The cliffs are high and craggy. They certainly don’t seem soft and mushy prone to the sagging rock falls on the South coast of Devon, where when it rains so much the cliffs become porous and soft, finally fall into the sea taking houses and a few feet of garden each time. Here the cliffs if they fall must come down in black jagged boulders.

The wind is everywhere and the sky is over and above and the turf under your feet on the headland is springy. From here, there is a flag pole, and monument that tells you how far it is to the nearest land, and where. It is North America with thousands of miles of sea between. There is the fullness and the emptiness.

Its’ beauty just goes on and on and the world and any cares no longer exist and there is just this beauty and then not even that, just infinity and peace.