Mention Penzance and “The Pirates of Penzance” comes to mind and for sure the Barbary Pirates were still snatching the good citizens of Penzance well into the seventeenth Century, yet explore the solid town of Penzance today and you will find a solid matron of a town, rising above the harbour. Penzance is more of solid, middle of the road, type of dowager, compared to the fashionable thirty something of St Ives but explore and you will find a rewarding companion in the sleepy granite streets, still echoing with memories a whisper of the Medieval town, the seafaring pirates and smugglers and the solid dignity of a former stannary town shaped by the Cornish Tin Industry.
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Today I’d like to share three of our favourite walks with you – just snaps and impressions but wonderful memories that I’ve treasured over the years.
When a fabulously bright and sunny day dawns in wintertime, the Cornish have a special name for it: – “A day lent from summer” and those balmy sun filled days are perfect for walking in Cornwall and of course making wonderful memories along the way.
Over the years we’ve walked the coastal footpath around the peninsular from Perranuthnoe to Land’ End and then around to St Ives in easy stages and they were a powerful tool in making the winter seem shorter and now, looking back through our albums storing memories to treasure for a lifetime.
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The perfect arc of golden sands of Porthminster beach marks the true gateway to St Ives just below the railway station and a short stroll from the bustling harbour.
As a popular beach, the soft sands of Porthminster have a charming back drop of manicured sub tropical gardens that in turn give way to the wooded slopes that artfully concealing the little railway that ferries visitors along the edge of the bay from Lelant Saltings to St Ives.
Porthminster beach is a smaller, more intimate beach than the Carbis Bay Beach that we visited just before Christmas but with same stunning views across St Ives Bay to the famous Godrevy lighthouse immortalised in Virginia Wolfe’s book “To the Lighthouse”
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.Each year the villagers of the beautiful old harbour village of Mousehole in the far west of Cornwall, haul the boats from the harbour to fill the waters with floating pontoons of Christmas lights, dresses the ancient granite walls and welcoming the world to their tiny coastal community. Fundraising for the event will have started in the summer months and now for a few brief weeks they embody the spirit of Christmas.
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We explored Carbis Bay beach this week, with its powder puff sands and charming views over the expanse St Ives Bay, just as autumn fades towards winter and reassuring out of season.
Carbis bay beach is one of the busy summer beaches that lay close to St Ives and it helps to create the fabulous setting of turquoise seas and golden sands that makes up St Ives Bay – officially one of the most beautiful in the world. So on a November day this week we stole a day from summer to explore this enchanting spot of silky smooth sand with a summer destination pedigree.
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Kynance Cove truly does have a haunting beauty set below the undulating contours of enfolded green cliffs on the Lizard Peninsular. This soft sandy world of mysterious plazas, punctuated by towering stacks of gleaming dark serpentine, is not to be missed when visiting Cornwall.
On a picture perfect October day this autumn we visited Kynance Cove, , when the clear blue skies showed the famously clear, turquoise blue sea there, at their very best. Continue reading “The haunting beauty of Kynance Cove” »
A fabulously sunny day led to a late summer dalliance with Trenow cove for us and a relaxing afternoon spent on the beach. Trenow is one of the little sheltered coves that ring Perranuthnoe, within sight of Marazion and St Michael’s Mount.
Many years ago Trenow Cove was the home of Wheal Charlotte and it would have looked very different in its industrial heyday but these days only an old mine audit drains on to the cove as a reminder of its past glories when even Prince Albert came in on a steamer to examine the Mine Engine. These days it is mostly the haunt of sea birds including an illusive Hudsonian Wimbrell that sent bird watchers into frenzy last winter Continue reading “A late summer dalliance with Trenow Cove” »
We set out to walk along the coastal footpath, threading across the fields from Ednovean Farm along the ancient footpaths that drop execrably down towards the sea. As we emerged at Trebarvah, there is a spellbinding view down over Perranuthnoe to St Michael’s Mount, which is so evocative of an impressionist painting.
From here a church way (probably used to access the church and carry the coffins down to the graveyard) picks its way across the mine spoil heap from another era and down through the terraced fields to emerge conveniently near the village pub. Continue reading “A view over Perranuthnoe” »
We managed to squeeze in a picnic at Sennen beach for a relaxing treat this Sunday and despite a less than promising weather forecast, we had a wonderful afternoon.
Sennen is the fabulous stretch of soft white sands that lies looking impossible beautiful between the Wolf Rock lighthouse, that guards Land’s End to the west and the jutting promontory of Cape Cornwall to the east.
We parked high above the beach today, away from the busy village and made our way down thorough the soft tumbling dunes clothed in Marran grass to the beach below. Sennen Cove
We visited the traditional sea side beach of Praa Sands this sunday. Praa sands is the sort of place where children are busy making sandcastles above the tide line and surfers seek out the best waves on the horizon; where fine golden sands dust the entrance to the little shops and cafes beside the slipway and the coastal footpath dips down to provide a welcome pit stop for walkers on route to Porthleven.
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