Pentewan Beach Cornwall and Seeing What is Sometimes Missed in Life

We walked to Pentewan Beach, Cornwall and found we were the only people enjoying the freedom, other than someone collecting shells.

Some of the rocks were covered with mussels, and other limpet like shell creatures, waiting anxiously for the tide to turn.

We walked to the cliffs where we spotted a sunflower painted on the rocks. This reminded us to look more carefully at the abundance of wild flowers growing freely - which we may otherwise have missed.

It's strange how easily we can miss all sorts of things in life. Sometimes we need a nudge to keep us focused.

Okay, I know the next bit is way off track to my normal posts, but I had been reading an old book from the 1930s. The author Dr. Paul Brunton wrote:

The great De Beer diamond fields of South Africa were discovered through a child picking out of the wall of an old Dutch farm a small coloured pebble - out of a wall which, for years, had been passed and re-passed many thousands of times by people blind to the treasure at their elbows ...

Wonder what we may have passed by. The author in the book went deeper though as he continued:

How many people have heard the gentle whisper of the inner self or felt its faint guidance, only to brush the visitants aside without understanding; how many have dismissed as mere thoughts the early intimations of diviner life?

Free seats at Pentewan for contemplation!

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Watching the Weather on a Walk Along the Beach at Carlyon Bay, Cornwall

Ah, blue sky and sunshine, perfect for a walk along the beach and, luckily, there were only about half a dozen other people at Carlyon Bay.

The thrift pink flowers stood proudly on the cliffs against the blueness of the sky.

The weather in Cornwall can be changeable. Often you can drive along the coast and find the weather is quite different.

Looking west was a mist - even though in a northly direction there was blue sky.

We walked along the beach and enjoyed the fresh sea air - and not a footprint in sight.

The sun did it's best to shine through the clouds.

After walking the full length of the beach we traced our footsteps, back towards the mistiness.

The cliffs were still standing …

… with blue sky in the background.

Whatever the weather, it's difficult to beat walking along a beach to lift the spirits.

Back to Walking on the Beach

It felt good, the sea air filling our lungs. Yes, after so long away from the beaches, because of the coronavirus, we had a stroll along a beach. There were only a few other walkers and those we saw all respected social distancing - and to quite a degree.

It was also good to feel the damp sand beneath the feet at low tide.

There were a few dog walkers. This dog waited patiently for his ball to be thrown into the distance.

It was a little hazy over the cliffs in the morning air.

A skeleton washed up on the sand - but no treasure!

 
Rocks were uncovered because of the low tide. Actually there were a couple of seniors in the sea with their boards. You can just make then out in the photo beyond the rocks.

At the far end of the beach a small stream enters the sea. Two swans seemed quite contented.

After walking the length of the beach we decided to return by following paths through the sand dunes

Lots of wild flowers within the dunes ...

… including this little beauty.

We followed an often used path as we couldn't see any other walkers.

The green hills came into view and also a few people, in the distance.

We spotted one lady sitting comfortably on her beach chair amongst the flowers.

The end of our walk and we headed back to the car. All in all very pleasant. It made a change from walking from home.

I feel that as long as beaches are reasonably empty it's quite easy to comply with the coronavirus rules. We actually do it to extreme as we leave well more than the suggested two meters / six feet and 6.7 inches from other people.

If a beach looked busy we would move on to somewhere else.

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Wandering and Wondering

The photo above, just because the flowers looked so great when I saw them. 

Below are valerian. I find these interesting as they seem happy to grow out of stone walls with very little soil. I have seen pink, red and white varieties all clustered together.

Just to confuse things this wall loving valerian is different to the herbal plant of the same name - the one Hippocrates believed was a remedy for insomnia.

This shady path reminded me of my father, who liked to sing. One of his favourites was "In A Shady Nook, By A Babbling Brook ..." but I'll refrain from singing! Strange though what comes to mind when you walk.

A pleasantish view with trees and houses.

Nice rambling through the lanes. There was a vapour trail in the sky. We don't see many of them. If we do it is usually from flights to and from Newquay airport.

Of course there are various chemtrail conspiracy theories. For example, to quote from Wikipedia, "they consist of chemical or biological agents left in the sky by high-flying aircraft, sprayed for nefarious purposes undisclosed to the general public."

But, getting back to the real world, we passed by these old buildings now deserted.

The cottages are crying out to be converted and even have there own supply of valerian growing from one of the boundary walls.

Back home, a quiet corner in the garden. Must be time for tea!

There is a Japanese Proverb: If man has no tea in him, he is incapable of understanding truth and beauty.

Cheers!

The Green, Green Fields But With A Sting In The Tail

Walking by the green fields of Cornwall.

I believe the cows above are Welsh Blacks, which are closely related to the now extinct Cornish Blacks.

The farmer was ploughing his fields, which was a treat for the seagulls as they had food virtually on tap.

More seagulls were waiting for their turn at the buffet.

A reminder of the once profitable china clay industry in Cornwall. Some of the fields nearby have now become a solar energy farm.

Wandering on some beautiful horses ...

… and a yellow field.

Not that the horses seem to mind what colour the fields are as, long as they are tasty.

More fields, some recently ploughed, but there is unfortunately a sting in the tail ..

… the remnants of a sign stating 'Another Green Field Set to Disappear!' So yet more local green fields will be lost for housing and even more housing.

Just along the road from the sign above the Higher Trewhiddle Estate is already being built. See my post: Large New Development at Higher Trewhiddle, Cornwall Is On It's Way

A Previously Unexplored Puplic Footpath, Cornwall

We spotted a Public Footpath sign on the A390, something that had never registered with me previously. So the only thing to do was to explore and see where it would lead - though I did have a rough idea as I know the area quite well.

The path wasn't that appealing but we did arrive at a farmer's field with a green view. We had to walk carefully as the field had recently been seeded.

As we expected the path led us to lanes which in turn led to Polgooth, a small former mining village. It has changed a bit though, since those days and is now quite a pretty area.

Not a place to be speeding in a car as the sign warns of horses often on the roads.

And sure enough a horse and rider came clip clopping along the road,

Another warning sign: no footway.

Across the fields there are signs of the old mining industry in the area. It is claimed that mines in this area supplied Phoenician traders with tin 3000 years ago.

Times move on and today this is a pleasant residential area with holiday parks and chalets for tourists and holiday makers - (subject, of course, to the coronavirus restrictions currently in force.)

All very attractive and with a 16th century Polgooth Inn nearby.

Hawthorn flowers as we make our way back to where we came from.

Fields and stables and then we are back on the A390. All very pleasant but not what I'd call a 'proper walk'.

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