I discovered a beautiful poem by James Joyce and the poetic words capture the feelings of my first visit to Newquay in Cornwall. 

All Day I Hear the Noise of Waters

All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan, 
Sad as the sea-bird is when, going
Forth alone, 
He hears the winds cry to the water’s

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
Where I go.
I hear the noise of many waters
Far below.
All day, all night, I hear them flowing
To and fro.