As shortest day approaches inevitably there are days when it really doesn’t seem to get truly light at all. Winter can bring us gloomy numpty days of dull half light and moody shadows but Cornwall has the perfect antidote to these days – an escape to the sea. Walk along the sea shore as white rimmed waves dissolve at your feet amongst fleeting scats of foam and you will feel invigorated and renewed. On the beach the light is magnified as it bounces off of the water, the gulls’ wheal overhead in their eternal dance with the breeze shrieking their defiance to the waves and more importantly for us the gift of negative ions to lift the mood and soothe the soul.
The August bank holiday turned out to be a classic Cornish weekend with still clear tranquil seas bathed in sunshine one day turning to dramatic tumbling waves racing across Mounts bay in the blink of an eye.
For the last Bank Holiday of the year we walked from the farm to visit a nearby favourite cove to enjoy the summer sunshine, spurning the busy roads and we enjoyed two very special days of contrasts that must be the very essence of experience of Classic Cornwall. Continue reading “A classic Cornish weekend beside the sea with silent coves and tumbling waves” »
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” »
My thoughts turned to the grandeur of the Cornish cliffs this week. Perhaps with the screening of the hotly anticipated new Poldark series on television tonight in mind! So a flick through our photo album brought back memories of a dramatic walk we took one autumn day along the wild untamed coastline. We started from the picture perfect Cornish village of Zennor to finally finish in the artists colony of St Ives.
We drove over the top of the hills to park in Zennor near the church before setting off towards the cliffs with a picnic and excited Dog (sadly no longer with us) Zennor was once described by on of my American guest as “just how as she imagined a Cornish village should be, with the huddle of traditional granite cottages backed by the high moors and then the lush tiny fields rolling down to the sea”
Continue reading “The grandeur of the Cornish cliffs – a coastal walk from Zennor to St Ives” »