Prussia Cove has a still peaceful silence now that hides a shadowy deep history of smuggling days
We made a trip to Prussia Cove today – it wasn’t planned but we woke up to such a fabulous morning here in West Cornwall. As i opened the curtains I spotted high thready cloud across Mounts Bay floating in front of Penzance and a silky smooth sea at first light from my kitchen window and knew it would be a special day.
A special day but a busy day too, so it was a nice surprise to find we had a couple of hours to spare and so for once we used the ar and drove the five minutes along the road to explore Prussia Cove instead of walking the coastal footpath to the sea. Continue reading “A visit to Prussia Cove” »
The lure of the heath lands vivid now, with purple heather and bright yellow gorse proved too much today and we set out beyond Penzance to follow the road towards St Just. I mentioned in my last blog the lure of the fabulous autumn on the sweep of the Penwith moors is not to be missed now and I’d heard of a spot, quite near to Cot Valley with an amazing depth of colours. Well that shouldn’t be hard to find should it? Continue reading “A visit to Cot Valley” »
As one of the first gales of autumn tossed the country with its half spent force, we stole a few minutes for an afternoon walk from Perranuthnoe along the bridle path towards Trenow Cove. The low Cornish banks are laced with bronzed brackens now but somehow this year it looks a celebration of the countryside after our long warm Autumn. Even the garlands of berries seem to look forward towards the winter as a final legacy of our gorgeous summer. Continue reading “An autumn walk to Trenow Cove” »