Today I took the boys down to Fiquet, a favourite haunt of mine over the years. It’s a bit of a scramble down from the cliffs opposite Gros Tête, to the West of Beauport, but someone has strung ropes between the trees to improve the route. It was a dark and glowering afternoon, but that seemed to intensify the richness of the colours.
There are few better places than Fiquet to see pink granite in all its glory. What I hadn’t expected however was that the rock colours would be so spectacularly rich and varied today. It seems that it’s too overcast and cold for the granite to properly dry out, leaving patches of damp. As a result, the rock surface was fantastically varied in its shading – more than I’ve ever seen before.
In summer the granite has a much more bleached out appearance.
You could see how a sculptor or painter could get inspiration down here. Then you remember that Barbara Hepworth had her studio in Cornwall, and the rocks there are very similar. But if I were an artist I don’t know how I’d be able to improve on what nature has delivered.
The centrepiece of any walk at Fiquet is the small rock arch at the western end. A great spot for swimming when the tide is up and the sea is calm.