Saturday dawned bright but blustery and with the forecast inclement we headed off and visited local places of interest.We first visited a nearby village called St.Germans this is a village which stands on the River Tiddy around 5 miles away.It takes its name from the priory that is generally associated with Saint Germainus, although the church may have been associated initially with a local saint, who was gradually replaced by the 14th century.This magnificent and ancient Norman church is adjacent to the Port Elliot estate.
Next we moved on to Bodmin Moor to a place called Caradon Hill. The hill afforded us some lovely views across Cornwalls countryside so we managed to take some good shots of the views as well as the goats who were wandering about. With the weather turning warmer we returned to Carbeil for some relaxation and a night in the bar. During which the rain reappeared.
Sunday was all together different,deep blue skies and bright sunshine greeted us so we decided it was time to visit Downderry’s unofficial naturist beach about 10 minutes walk from the campsite. We set off equipped with towns sunglasses and beach shelters but without sunscreen which we’d not needed up until then. To get to the beach we walked to the end of the lane and through the footpath directly opposite this leads to the main beach. Turning left you go past the last of the beach front houses then over the big rocks immediately after that.
This is where the naturist beach is genuinely understood to start.There are numerous rocky outcrops providing good screening, making this a beach “Ideal for Naturism”. The first small shingle bay is mainly for clothed families. The second is more sandy and more for naturists. The third bay is in the words of one beach user “Paradise, a huge expanse of sand, not many people”.We clambered over these and met a elderly couple clambering gingerly downs path from the cliff tops.
The tide was in blocking access to the coves further down the beach however as we were on the naturist beach we didn’t lose any time stripping off. After days of inclement weather it’s was surprisingly warm so being nude seemed the best way to be. The other couple went for a swim in the sea which was perishingly cold, then they clambered on to two large neighbouring rocks to sunbathe.
We stayed here for around two hours and more naturists turned up waiting for the tide to go out. There were also some dog walkers who you felt were there just to prove some sort of point but they left before the tide went out. Once it had we moved around two hundred yards up the beach and set up our beach shelter by which time the lack of sunscreen was being to tell.
After a further couple of hours we’d decided to grab some food so we upped sticks and walked backed to the campsite to have a sandwich. Feeling the effects of the sun we both fell asleep until it was dinner time by that time we’d decided to go to the Smugglers Inn in Seaton. The food was let’s say only average but it filled a hole and still feeling weary we turned in early to watch a Bill Bailey DVD which was only average too.