Beatrice Hills

The three of us head to Lizard for a continental breakfast again and then back to the hotel to check out.

John and I just have time for a flying visit to the Oil Storage Tunnels. These were hewn by hand at the start of WW2 to store fuel. The conditions must've been appalling for the men working on them; it was hardly pleasant just visiting them. Sadly they were beset by ongoing problems of leaking, subsidence and bomb damage so never really came into their own.

Ps those're yesterday's mud crabs that I didn't have space to uploadRead more