EXPLORING KYNANCE COVE
PHOTOGRAPHY BY NINA BEJANY
I didn’t even know what to expect of Kynance Cove apart from its beauty. I had always seen images surfacing social media; its hard to believe this place is in Cornwall. A spontaneous trip to this lovely place made it become a really good day, despite all of our stuff almost getting taken out to sea (sorry for not recording).
The sun was warm on our skin, with arguments flaring of where to go; what to do with our day. When university ends, you really have to make the most of it; see the places you haven’t seen. With no decision being made and disagreements becoming more common, we decided to just jump in cars and drive.
After a drive with the homies, we arrived to blustering winds which encouraged me to zip up my leather jacket and attempt to roll a ciggie. The views though, my god, the sea was actually blue! Eventually we were shielded from the wind as we made our way down the cliffs to the beach.
It’s still May; so of course the water was absolutely f***ing freezing! I pulled my Levis to my knees and plunged in, embracing the cold. I might as well have left everything on however as the waves crashed against the rocks, completely soaking me. “Get in the water they said… It’ll be fun they said.”
It wasn’t until the majority of us were climbing the rocks, with the water getting dangerously close. Where were the remainder who was looking after our stuff? F*** knows. Pelting across the water (we did not care anymore) as shoes, bags and clothes were slowly drifting away in the sea. This was also the moment; I realised bringing a Macbook to the beach was a really bad idea. Luckily, it was okay and its cover only dabbled with water. My phone on the other hand; I was petrified. Seriously I’m still paying that thing off, as expensive as it is. There was so much sand that had made its way into the headphone jack and speakers, my phone genuinely thought I had headphones in for two days.
Despite the nuisance that all this was, after a quick moan at the guys who were meant to be looking after the stuff, we managed to forget about it quickly. The local but overly expensive food was also a factor that perked us up; not because of the price, but because in reality, we weren’t moody, we were just hungry.
It’s important to make the most of the summer, especially in England, I mean seriously; we won’t get many more days like this. Maybe I’ll move abroad, you’ll find out soon.