Boscastle . Ground zero ?

Tonight I find myself looking back  four years to an event which kick started my whole mystical journey . I was on holiday in Cornwall and decided to visit Boscastle .The village had been on the news because of a sudden torrent of water tearing through it the previous  summer so I thought id check out how the repairs were going , it being now the following spring . Im sure if you google the word Boscastle youll find film of the dramatic event ...
. I was particularly stressed about a personal situation that lay ahead for me that I could not avoid when I was to return back home . At the same time I felt exhilarated  that this situation was occurring ! Good times could be ahead I imagined  but also I knew so was extreme fear , almost paralysing me . A heady mixture then . I cannot stress how scared I was for my future then . I was in a state of mental terror to be honest.
 Anyway while I was fishing from the cliff tops I got a terrible feeling I was unwelcome there . An uncomfortable feeling like I was desecrating the area and that someone wanted me to leave . I have never felt so uncomfortable in any place before . The bass sound of the sea at low tide was booming in a sea cave below me and that was also making me feel strange  . I can still recall that atmosphere  even now.  I left and returned down the cliff path . Feeling I was being  followed I turned round to see a young woman walking about 15 meters behind me . Her long brown hair fell over her face just like in the  film " The Grudge " . Stupid as that sounds its was exactly like that . Her head was looking at the ground  Her whole face was hidden . This alarmed me so I paused to gaze  , she kept walking  but she  never seemed to get any nearer   and the odd thing was as she walked her feet moved conventionally but her head remained at a steady level as giving a very strong impression she was gliding not walking behind me . My wife also confirmed later this woman was watching me intensely while I fished earlier from a higher position up on some rocks  . At the bottom of the path we waited on a bridge ready to catch her coming round the corner unawares so as to get a good look at her . Well her hair was still falling completely over her face and  she seemed uneasy when she had to walk directly at us so she  turned reluctantly it seemed into a youth hostel doorway and disappeared .
 She didn't move or look real. She seemed very uncomfortable or maybe intensely shy as though she couldn't wait to get away .Her body language suggested she was in a daze or feeling lost
 Another strange thing was how easy it was to walk up the footpaths  around the coast . I felt almost weightless as though I was being helped . Maybe this has something to do with the layers of quartz that lie in seams in the ground . The rocks around Boscastle and Tintagel are also magnetic . The combination I believe made this event happen or influenced it . Quartz being a crystal of course . 
 I came across a poem on the net by a Boscastle resident about a woman on the path . Maybe she is known to appear to others ?
 On returning home I told a friend and he suggested I read Dion Fortunes The Sea Priestess which blew my mind really . This is not the only strange event to happen and the second one I have on a photograph and it still haunts me now, Last year a lone woman wearing a white shoal and long pink dress is watched me across the other side of the harbour as the sun was setting . She has her arms folded , She is short and quite stout . I didn't notice her on my photo for several months . How I missed this I don't know . How I didn't see her when taking the photo I don't know . She is also focused intently watching me too .
 You know to really capture how this all felt accurately I could spend all day editing and rewriting  to distill the true emotions I felt . These words don't do it justice . This is only one small story . This is a problem when explaining mystical experiences . It just felt this way at the time .....

http://youtu.be/SxweiRNlHbo     Film of the flood !!!