Photos of Polperro, Cornwall

A few photos today of Polperro harbour on Cornwall's south coast. A very attractive fishing village on the River Pol, now very much a tourist attraction within the summer months.

The photo above shows a small boat entering Polperro harbour, otherwise the photos are self explanatory - small boats and cottages surrounding the pretty harbour.

See also:
Walking The South West Coast Path Into Polperro, Cornwall

Thanks for your visit to my blog. Unfortunately just a short blog today as I have other commitments ~ Mike.

Walking the Pentewan Trail to the Village and Harbour

Once upon a time this was was the Pentewan Railway carrying china clay - up until about 1918, Now it is part of the Pentewan Valley Trail.

We didn't walk the whole trail but started at a pull-in on the B3373. This leads to the bridge as shown in the first photo.

From here we simply followed the St. Austell River sticking to the riverside. The path isn't wonderful but less people take this option.

The path leads to the village of Pentewan.

And Bob's your uncle, here we are in the village. This cottage dates back to 1823

More of the village. At the far end of the road there is a steep hill.

We headed for the beach - can never resist a stroll by the sea. Pentewan Beach must be slightly over half a mile in length. All is very peaceful at this time of year, but it gets busy in the summer season.

To reach the beach you pass Pentewan Harbour.

The harbour is no longer used and is now  landlocked

In the late 1800s, and early 1900s, however, the harbour would have been full of tall sailing ships exporting local china clay, metals and the like all over the world.

Here's a photo of the harbour from 1900 with a few tall ships in dock.

Now on the way back from Pentewan to our car. On the return we took the popular path used for walkers, cyclists, and horses. Luckily there didn't seem to be any of these about, so an empty path ahead.

A bit muddy in places.

Nearly back to the start and a wooden bridge crossing the river.

A sign by the bridge points the way to Mevagissey, Heligan, St. Austell and Pentewan.

Two little ducks minding their own business.

And finally, here we are back to the bridge where we started.

That's all for today, thanks for visiting my blog. Enjoy your week ~ Mike.

The Village of Polgooth, Cornwall

Our feet led us to Polgooth, once a Cornish mining village. To do so we followed a public footpath but found it was nearly blocked by corn - sweet corn - which was as high as an elephant's eye.

We fought our way through the corn, okay a slight exageration, and was soon walking down one of the country lanes.

We reached Polgooth village and some of the old cottages.

But not all of the village houses are old, look at the one below for example. I wonder what the old 18th century tin miners would have made of such a design.

We followed the churns!

The antiques shop was closed but some bits and pieces were in the window.

We noticed the teapot with the motto: Be like a sundial. Count only sunny hours.

We then followed the route to the Polgooth Inn. We've had a few pleasant meals here over the years. Polgooth, by the way, means Goose Pond in the Cornish language.

Some old agricultural machinary languishing  on the grassy bank ...

... and cattle trotting up the green hill.

Pleasant to see poppies and other flowers still on the roadside banks.

The sign post could do with a clean but it details a few nearby places.

There are some interesting trees in the village.

Most of the roads haven't any pavements. So just as well there aren't too many cars about.

A typical road. It can be a bit sticky if two cars approach each other from different directions.

Look out, horses about!

A few horses enjoying the freedom of the green fields.

We are now approaching the main A390 road and the end of Polgooth. In the far distance are buildings used by the china clay industry.

Another corn field alongside the A390.

As we walked along the grass we spotted this lonely little toy dog. Perhaps lost by a child from the school on the opposite side of the road. I placed him somewhere he might be seen. 

This is the old St. Mewan school, there are newer buildings behind.

Next to the Old School is, of course, the Old School House, but no longer used by the school.

And finally a Post Box tucked away at the side of the road. Our car was parked nearby, so it was homeward bound for a pot of tea.

Many thanks for visiting my blog, all good wishes for the weekend and week ahead~ Mike.