The sea surrounds Cornwall on three sides, this long, craggy foot of Britain that just 100 miles out into the Atlantic Ocean.
It's rollers crash in on the North coast of Cornwall after thousands of miles of uninterrupted travel from the American shores. No wonder the waters can be so dangerous - and the surf so thrilling. The sea means danger but it also means food - it is a natural larder stocked with fish ready to be exploited - and also transport, the sea acting as a carrier for those bound for the new horizons of America and Australia during the great emigration.
The sea is a natural environment for many of the Cornish, something to be respected but worked with. Few romanticise it, but few leave it once they have a taste for it, despite the crisis in the fishing industry and the increasing cost of staying afloat.
Cornwall and the sea are inextricably intertwined.
Cornwall is blessed with some of the most resplendent and aesthetically pleasing landscapes in the world and thus the region has the accolade of being an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty.
Being on the headland is like being on the bridge of a ship; you are surrounded by the vast arena of the sea; 228 degrees of it, between 90 and 318 degrees on the compass, lying between the Lizard peninsula and Land’s End.
