The Beacon without a view. A misty, moisty walk if ever there was one. Myths and legends may well have been lurking amongst the rocks, but The Edge of the World kept them at bay, for which we were grateful.
Parts of thirteen counties can be seen from this summit. So they say.
It was here we met the Edge of the World, a drizzle-sodden creature who was disinclined to talk to us, but, rather moodily, permitted us a glance at the View-that-Wasn’t.
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