The sea is such a startling blue now
This week we finally plunged into summer with an unexpected heat wave that transformed our world with a tide of Mediterranean warmth. We walked down to the coastal footpath of course for a wonderful day on a secluded cove and drank a toast from a bottle of wine given to us by a departing German guest for them enjoy many happy holidays in years to come.
We made a trip into Penzance for supper at the Old Lifeboat House on the harbour and finally celebrated our silver wedding for the second time at The Square in Porthleven so today there are way too many photos and I’m saving our picnic for another day!! Continue reading “Summer evenings of memories” »
Albert Pier part of Penzance Harbour
With an hour to spare in Penzance the other day I headed down towards the harbour to take a few elusive photos for my blog – in my last walk around Penzance I explored more of the streets, notable Chapel Street but didn’t quite reach the water, so today I set off to visit the sea! The trouble was of course the tide was out and the light a little, shall we say challenging but this is how holiday days can look too sometimes, so I carried on in search of snaps.
As I reached the dry dock I had to pause for a moment as car drivers vied to take the narrow cobbled lane up into Chapel Street and I could see all that was left was a few desultory mounds in the silt bottom, that told of bait diggers at work before they went fishing and the other side of the road the smaller pleasure boats lying on their sides. Still I had an hours lunch break from an SEO course and believe me the fresh air was a treat after a morning indoors so I walked on over the Ross bridge and felt the rhythmic vibration of the passing cars through my feet as I walked accompanied by the audible clatter from the road before crossing to the larger working harbour. Some passers by heading for the Promenade paused smiling, for me to take photos. Continue reading “A visit to Penzance Harbour” »
Cape Cornwall from the air
The final part of the Penwith tour will take you from Land’s End to St Ives and surely this drive must be Cornwall’s own route 66. The road contained by ancient banks twists through farmland flanked by tiny fields whose boundaries date back to the bronze age. with the sea an eve present backdrop it is not surprising it has been voted one of the nation’s favourite drives. Expect to pass through tiny hamlets and farmyards; to see remnants of the Cornish mining industry romantic now in their decay; to see villages flanked by towering moorland cairns on a winding road that will almost transport you back to an earlier era.
I am indebted to Mike McNally photography for the aerial views I am about to share with you. Mike and his wife took a scenic flight from Lands End when they stayed with us at Ednovean Farm and kindly sent us a disk of snaps of West Cornwall.
- Cape Cornwall
- Gurnard’s Head
- St Ives
Continue reading “Land’s End to St Ives” »
Just east of Perranuthnoe, a hidden slipway leads to Trebarvah Beach reached by a hidden slipway or walk along the sands from Perran at very low tide.
There is something so evocative of the memories Cornish holidays of spending the days wandering around the coastal footpath before finally settling in a secluded cove to picnic and then later, much later, driving around the Bay to find a traditional harbour side pub for supper. It has to be Fish and Chips of course anything else would be sacrilege to tradition!
This bank Holiday the weather has been so kind to Cornwall and we have basked in the sunshine and we were tempted to walk again down to the coastal footpath to see the last of the spring flowers with the tide lapping the rocks below us. Continue reading “Coastal walks and harbour pubs” »
The May is slow to flower this year but Perranuthnoe’s sandy beach had just been exposed by the tide and St Michael’s Mount was framed by Penzance
Everybody has their spring rituals I’m sure and for us, it is a walk down to the sea again, that stretch of blue that frames our horizon The sea so close that it frames our days and yet with winter jobs to do in the stables, it is so very so very far away. But with the weather set fair on Saturday we set off to walk across the couple of fields that leads to Trebarvah and then follow the narrow lane down to the fork to towards the coastal footpath in what has become our own spring ritual – the first walk to the sea for the year! Continue reading “A spring walk to the sea” »
A spring walk to Gurnard’s head along an unspoilt coastline
Spring time is a wonderful time to explore the coastal footpath and immerse yourself in the new life coming to the coastal stoop and yet still see the historic surviving traces of man’s activity exposed before it is enveloped by the cocoon of summer vegetation hides them for another year. A few years ago now we had the opportunity to walk the coast footpath from the pretty atmospheric village of Zennor on a glorious spring day and below you will find some snaps from our walk around to the great jutting granite headland of Gurnards Head. Continue reading “Coastal footpath Zennor to Gurnard’s Head” »
A January view over west Cornwall
The gentle weeks of winter seem to speed by us now and I love the soft muted colours at this time of the year as somebody remarked on Google+ “It is just a matter of editing your colour palette” Each day as we exercise the horses (and a horse is great for looking over those Cornish hedges!) I look down over the broad sweeping valleys interspersed with those particularly short rounded trees of Cornwall made magical in the low angles of the light and hinting back to older landscapes. They seem to huddle in the sheltered crevices of the contours before the land sweeps broadly up again to the bracken covered hills. This week was St Hilary Feast and the hounds were paraded in Goldsithney as they had always been but somehow we hadn’t expected to see them when we set out for a ride with Danni our Spanish Stallion and Archie his first son – danni is looking slightly concerned as you can see but happy to stop to chat before we continued on our way deeper into the Cornish countryside.
Continue reading “Countryside and seaside beyond Ednovean Farm” »
The sea churns relentlessly even on a quiet day at Botallack
Two of the most iconic engine houses of Cornwall are located at the Crowns in Botallack, on the north coast above the great Atlantic seas, in part of Cornwall that is designated a World heritage site. I’ve often admired the dramatic photographs taken by local photographers of the ruined engine houses, clinging to the cliffs in defiance of the seas just yards below and symbolic not only of the decline of the Cornish mining industry but the daring of the adventurers (people who invested in the mines with the hope that ore could be found) and labours of the Cornish miners deep underground. Last week we had a couple of hours to spare and so set off to find Botallack and finally to wend our way along the unmade lane to the National Trust car park with Lucy Land Rover. Continue reading “The Crowns Engine Houses Botallack Mine” »
The best preserved ancient village in South west Britain
I often suggest to our guests that are seeking early villages a trip to Carn Euny an ancient courtyard settlement, set around an accessible fogou deep, in the heart of West Penwith. Cornwall has a wonderful ancient heritage from which it is possible to trace the early societies that lived here and linger just for a moment in their shadow. Carn Euny is managed by Cornwall Heritage Trust with parking in a little lay-by about 600 metres from the site and access is free. Continue reading “Carn Euny ancient village” »
Blue sky and seas in October at Sennen Cove
This week we’ve enjoyed an Indian summer here n the UK and it has lent us some very special day here in west Cornwall too! We were so tempted by the early autumn sunshine that we played truant to our B&B and garden, on Friday afternoon and visited Sennen cove instead!
I was mesmerised by the blue sunlit bay as we turned off of the main road and the swathe of white sands stretching into the far distance beside the bluest sea, as we swung into the car park at the cove. Continue reading “An Indian summer at Sennen Cove” »