The walks along the coastal footpath just below Ednovean Farm, is so popular with our Bed and Breakfast guest but we seldom make the time to enjoy them ourselves. This glorious week of sunshine was just too much for us though and we played truant one afternoon to set off on foot across the fields to walk down to the sea and the coastal footpath.
May flowers and blue seas
We took our second walk of the spring in our favourite direction along the coast towards Cudden point. We took a shortcut as usual by following the footpath out to Trebarvah and then dropped down to the sea through a path swathed in white May flowers. I often wonder how such a black thorny plant can produce such beauty and transform the landscape into a billowing procession of white. It was just fabulous with the bluest of seas beyond.
Spring turned to summer in the view over Perranuthnoe
We always stop as we emerge from the gorse lined path to look back towards Perranuthnoe and admire the broad sweep of golden yellow sand of the beach just below the village. The unchanging cluster of houses around the square church tower and to watch the tiny figures dotted along the shore. Still we had a picnic packed and a walk in mind to a secluded little cove, so set we off again along the cliff of tightly cropped grass studded with blue squills intermingled with violets as beautiful as an alpine meadow.
I watched a plump yellow caterpillar cross the path hunching its portly form in the familiar ripple as it went about its business but not another soul stirred as we walked on towards Cudden Point.
We really felt we’d walked into summer as we dropped down on the rocky ledges to a quiet cove for our picnic and it soon became far too hot to idly linger.
We explored the rock pools in the hope of spotting the tiny fish that are usually trapped there but the only resident I saw was a vibrant sea anemone. Finally we sat nearer to the sea to watch the waves ripple in across the impossible clear blue sea and watch the sun play on St Michael’s Mount.
I gingerly tested the temperature of the water because of course I can never resist its magic for very long and paddle out across a pebbly pool to take to a tiny video looking across Mounts Bay St Michael’s Mount – the first sea dip of summer.