Standing Strong against the Wind.

 

We took my American cousin Big C, and wife M, on a brief scenic tour of N Cornwall before they left in the afternoon.

The cold wind blew, rain lashed at times. It was easy to imagine the sailing ships of yore battling against the storms and being washed onto the treacherous rocks and of the men who risked their lives to rescue them.

 

This is at Boscastle, the wind was so strong I had difficulty holding the camera steady.