Chapel Carn Brea, Crows-an-Wra

On a clear day, from the top of Chapel Carn Brea you can see all the way to Land's End to the west and southeast to Mount's Bay.

Yesterday wasn't a clear day. It was a day of dense fog, the sort that settles on your skin and surrounds you with a stillness broken only by the chatter of tiny birds in the gorse and the crunch of your boots on the stony paths.

There are the remains of a Bronze Age burial barrow up here. Ancient feet walked these ancient paths. In the fog, it's easy to believe that they still do.

And the landscape is pared back to some stark essence, misty depths and dark brush strokes. It seems that the outside world has dissolved away and time has stopped and that you are at the centre of all things and yet far away, five thousand years away and not even there, not really, but become a ghost among ghosts.