A secluded Cornish Cove

Walking from Ednovean Farm to a secluded cove

 

Perranuthnoe

Looking back toward Perranuthnoe beach from our cliff walk

With last days of summer still stretching before us we treated ourselves to an outing to a secluded Cornish cove. For the first time this year, with rucksacks packed, we walked out across Ednovean Farm’s easterly footpath towards Trebarvah before dropping down through the dusty lane between two farmsteads. We paused for a moment to admire Perranuthnoe’s own beach laying far below us now, to our right, with golden sands exposed by the retreating spring tides.

We slipped away though down through a gorsy path to follow the granite cliffs towards Cudden Point with all of the little hidden coves along the way. Personally I love a secluded cove all to myself where the silence is broken only by the lapping of the waves and so we crept down the cliff deep into a hidden cove to spend the day – although I must admit to “bum shuffling” the steepest part this year.

We set up camp in the lea of the cliffs, under a little sea cave, admiring the beguiling glittering waters and I tugged futilely at the bikini that just didn’t seem to fit as well as it had in the past. Still, luckily nobody was there to witness the debacle before we set off across the rocks to find a sea pool and plunge, for the first time this year into the salty waters. Returning to our little camp, Charles produced a bottle of wine to drink with the hard Iberico cheese and spread rapidly melting butter on chunks of French bread.
All too soon, the tide returned and we retreated to a disused slip way, under a derelict boathouse where we dozed and idly watched a seal fishing across the bay before finally swimming again in the days sun warmed waters as they returned to fill the cove. I’ve developed a lazy, fairly slow breast stroke over the years, that is perfect for admiring the sun rippling across the sea bed but is unlikely save me from a shipwreck. Still, it is perfect for exploring sheltered waters and I seldom venture out of my depths unless I’m snorkelling. All too soon the day ended for our little adventure and we clambered back to the coastal path with one last look back across to “our” cove before heading home.

Ruined boat shed

A deserted boat shed on a forgotten Cove in Cornwall

 

When we reached Ednovean, we found Louis and Spud were lounging nonchalantly at the bottom of the tight little set of steps from the lane – sure that when we did come home, they would be the first in the evening queue for their supper. And later much later I trickle the litlle handful of shells into one of the glass bowls of a bedroom dressing table – precious memories of a special day

 

This month in Cornwall

The St Ives September Festival
!3th to 27th September

With over 300 events planned for this year, there will be something for everyone, so come to our beautiful town and join our St Ives September Festival celebrations – two weeks of great music, exhibitions, walks, talks, workshops, films, comedy, theatre, plays, stories and poetry.

Penlee House Gallery

Leonard Fuller (1891 – 1973)
A key figure in the St Ives artist colony, working with still life and portraiture

My suggestions for Adventure and Study this month

Marine Discovery Penzance
Marine conservationists view of the sea life of Mounts Bay – With twice daily trips (while the weather allows) on the Shearwater. At the moment there are huge pods of Dolphins, porpoises and the odd late basking shark
Newlyn School of Art
Courses covering everything from Life drawing to Abstract landscapes; Coastal landscape painting to Colour and Abstraction see their website for details

About Christine Taylor

Charles and Christine Taylor have hosted Luxury Bed and Breakfast at Ednovean Farm Nr Penzance in West Cornwall since 1991 and live there with three cats and eight horses including a Spanish Stallion called Danni. Christine writes a weekly blog about life on the farm and garden with an occasional series about places of interest in West Cornwall

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