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Finally the day dawned cloudy. In fact so cloudy that there was yet another non-existent sunrise as the rising orb could not penetrate the gloom! In fact, a good day for a visit to the moor! Armed with my book of shortish walks in North Cornwall we set our for Minions, a village on Bodmin Moor very close to a group of two stone circles known as the Hurlers, for obvious reasons. There is a large car park for tourists and I was dismayed to see that it was fairly full, not good for a Thursday morning out of season. Hettie and I equipped ourselves with camera gear, tripod and sandwiches and set out. 200 yards later Hettie pooped and we had to retrace our steps back to the dog bin in the car park. Hettie was unwilling to go back and then when we got to the bin unwilling to go forward. The upshot of which was I became a little short tempered and pulled on her lead too hard causing her to fall over (elderly dogs do not have great balance). This earned me bad looks and tuts from several eld...

The following morning I woke up just before dawn, but on putting my head out the window realised that the sky was clear and not really worth the effort of getting out of bed, probably because I was rather tired from the day before. I should have done more research on where to go for  sunrise shots, but north west Cornwall does face, sort of west so I thought making the effort at the end of the day was probably better. We did go for a walk on the moor first thing and then set out for Port Quin, which was the closest beach as the fabled crow flies. The tide was in and the beach was being commandeered by a boat that was being tractored off. After it had gone I took a picture of the rather lovely warm coloured rocks and then we drove south to a little place called Pentireglaze, just north of Polzeath. Here we parked in a National Trust car park and walked up the peninsula to Rumps Point, named as there are two round buttocky hills at the top. The sky remained obst...