No Fishing

This is one ‘No Fishing’ sign I’ve never seen disobeyed. Nowadays, fishing poles can be 16 metres long and bearing in mind these poles are made of carbon fibre an angler would certainly be dicing with death.

—Stephen G. Hipperson—

Into a Featureless Sky

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If I Had Wings

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Coming Home with the Catch

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Are You Sure?

It wasn’t until the majority of the Coasteerers had jumped in that I noticed the little wooden cross at the top of the cliff. I suspect more nervous individuals might have second thoughts before taking the plunge.

—Stephen G. Hipperson—

Lobster Pots

I think these are creel type lobster pots, but I’m happy to be corrected!

—Stephen G. Hipperson—

Derelict Tin Mine

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Derelict Cornish Tin Mine

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Fishing Boats

Fishing boats in the harbour of St. Ives, Cornwall. I’ve always thought these type of fishing boats seem really dainty. The only way I’d be going out in one would be to go to the local bay when it was flat calm – and I like a bit of fishing too. The harbour wall, or beach/strand is about my limit.

—Stephen G. Hipperson—

Kerdroya

On a walk I spotted this by the coastal path. At first I thought it to be one of those wall retainer gizzmos to stop the wall from buckling. But clearly it is marked by a rather unique pattern. Turns out to be a labyrinth, which is a symbol used by a community biassed group for the creation and maintenance of Cornish hedges – referred to by the name of Kerdroya.

—Stephen G. Hipperson—