In the village’s recreation area, we were astonished to come upon a ruined castle at the edge of the sea with a strange beehive-shaped dovecote
next to it. But no sign of a labyrinth.
It took a few minutes and a few questions to learn that the labyrinth is down on the beach, under a steep cliff. None of the other visitors, picnicking next to their cars, seemed bothered to go down and walk it. But we did, of course.
Sea, rocks, castle ruins and blue sky. Twisting and turning around the labyrinth’s path all on our own.