As I continue sharing our three-day visit with friends David and Steven, I want to show you our trip to Rough Tor. David took the photo above as we struck out for Rough Tor.
John went on with ahead with Steven while I lagged behind a bit with David as he and I took time to snap a few photos along the way. The three images below were taken by John. In the one just below you can see two tiny dots in the center. ( click to enlarge )
In the image underneath you can see the tiny dots a bit better. I am the dot on the left and David is the one on the right.
Do you recognize the pile of stones below? Oh wait, there’s someone missing … look at my border at the top and you’ll see me standing on the same pile of rocks. Steven has long appreciated that photograph and wanted his photograph taken there above all else during his visit to Cornwall. Due to the fierce wind and the slipperiness of the wet rocks he had to use another stone as a stand-in.
See the rock above David’s head (he’s in the blue jacket ) … that’s the one Steven wanted to stand on.
Even I didn’t want to risk it this time, but I did slip my shoes off to climb up on the one next to it on the back side. (two photos below) Can you see the moorland pony down left of Steven … it’s a long way down from the top of the rock. (click to enlarge)
After I slipped off my shoes, I felt much more secure climbing up the back side of the rocks below. My neglected rock climbing skills came in handy and I’m glad I was still in shape ( hah!) well, at least well enough to get as high I did below.
Yep … that’s me. The wind was wicked.
From my lofty advantage I managed to get a photo of John ( ant-sized figure in the center) as he was taking pictures of me.
Did you find John? He’s down there with his arms outstretched. I had to step back to show you the cool impression carved out by weather on the rock .
Here’s a photo of me with Steven after I came down off the rock. I’m wet and bedraggled from wind and rain along with still being barefoot.
John did a bit of climbing himself.
I think by the time this one was taken John was ready to go.
I couldn’t resist finishing with David and his runaway brolly. It’s a long way down although easier than the climb up and about halfway back to the car David decided he’d had enough of the rain and decided to find his own cover. His umbrella clearly had other plans.
I’ll be back with more later if you’re interested. Sunday took us to St. Michael’s Mount for a service in a church built in the 14th century and I have some good pictures from our last day to share with you.
the weather does look wicked. Glad you got out, anyway. I visited the outer Hebrides a few years back and if I hadn’t continued despite the weather, I’d have been stuck in the rental house the whole time. Such is the British Isles!
I love these photos! Thank you for sharing them with us.
I’m done in, Elizabeth! Rain or no rain I have Cornwall on my “must” list. I simply must, especially if it includes a chance to meet you and John. It must be said if for any random reason you find yourselves in our parts (Central TX) you are surely welcome to our home and tour of our boonies. I have always wondered where your spectacular photo was taken (makes me think of Keira Knightley’s windy cliff standing symphony drenched moment in Pride and Prejudice–gorgeous). Glad y’all had such a time.
Great rocks and photos, Elizabeth! What giant child stacked them????
At least you dressed for the weather. Bet those feet of yourn felt a bit nippy. Funny pics of you taking pic of John taking pic of you …warm drink needed after – and they wonder why the Brits drink so much tea….to warm us up, of course!|
And now I gonna nag. Every time you post pic of a bull with horns I worry about you getting gouged. To ‘live fast, die young’, I add – ‘only not just yet’.
Your photos are wonderful! I feel like I can smell the air and feel the rain on my face just by looking at those photos! Glad you are having a great visit, enjoy.
What an adventure. I’d be the one with the thermos of hot brandy. 😉
It was a great adventure… and the weather just added to the charm and atmosphere of the place.
Being on warfarin (for a not-so-lovely, newly diagnosed mother-to-son thrombophilia disorder — thanks Mom!) meant that taking a chance of slipping on those wet rocks was literally life-threatening. Bummer.
BUT: I will be back! And I will get atop that smoother rock atop that taller pile!
I shared several Cornwall stories and photos yesterday with a chiropractor friend of mine… she adores the Cornwall area.
Thanks, again, for everything.
I hope this is the same David who was Marty’s friend (A Lady Bug Love Story), because this David looks so happy now.