You can’t go to Cornwall without going to Land’s End.
That’s … just how it works.

So I took a bus.
Double-deckers, it turns out, give an excellent view, but magnify the sway on narrow country lanes.
That guy on the left isn’t just resting his hand there; You did need to hang on.

As near as I can tell, their method of keeping the trees back so that the bus can get through is to … drive the bus through.
There were a number of solid ‘thwack!’s on the windscreen.

After about an hour, you reach Land’s End.

In summer there’s probably a fair bit of tourist bustling, and the 4D cinema would be showing “Shaun The Sheep” (there were signs), but this was winter, so they were running a stripped down operation and a bunch of maintenance.
The souvenir shop was open, as was the restaurant/bar.

This is one end of the Land’s End to John o’ Groats route across Great Britain; Depending on the route you take and the method of transport, it’s somewhere between 850 & 1200 miles.

It’s on the windy side, and I’m very glad I went for the soft shell jacket over the hoodie; There was rain at times, and the wind was damn cold.

There’s not a whole lot else to say; The photos give a better idea of the place than I can give by typing.

The wind howls through, and I was having to put in a little bit of effort to walk against it at times.
Taking that selfie nearly cost me the cellphone, because the screen was face-on to the wind, and a gust just after I took that shot nearly took it right out of my hands.

Any plants here are the sort that can cling to the soil for dear life. I’m assuming that any tree which gets too big finds itself carried off inland.

If you were starting the end to end walk … this is what it looks like.
You see the sign pictured earlier, turn around, and … there it is.

While waiting for the bus (there aren’t that many of them, so I made sure to get there in plenty of time – one of the others from the bus was already waiting) I wandered around to look at the side of the headland, which looked marginally more green than the raggedy edge of the thing.

On the way back, I spotted the lurking dinosaur.

I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.