Cornwall Random Photos

A few odd photos today. Starting off above with a bottle of Cornish Korev lager and a cheese platter!

The lager was from my son and the platter is something meaningful to me.

When my mother was 83 she decided to do a pottery course at night school. The cheese platter is one of the items she made. 

Cornish Fudge

Mum decorated it in a meaningful way to her and, I guess, to me. According to her version of events Bambi was the first film I ever saw at a cinema. Seemingly I cried so much when Bambi's mother died that the usherette told my mother that we would have to leave if I didn't stop my tears!

Moving on, the photo below, with many reflections, was a snap  through the kitchen window from outside. Reminded me that I must get my hair cut!

I did say they were odd photos and the one below is a pattern on one of our our kitchen walls - as seen in the photo above.

Goodness knows how the next photo was taken. I must have touched the camera screen accidently or something. It's part of our house and part of me!

Anyway, this is how the back of our house should look.

And a few random garden plants and flowers.

I caught this duo on a local roof while on an early morning walk. We get quite a few gulls locally - some quite big - when they decide to take a trip inland.

And finally a couple more Cornwall products I received back on Father's Day - plus the fudge and a few Korev lagers as seen in other photos.

That's it for today, thanks for the visit. Best wishes.

Walking Cornwall's Coastal Path From Polkerris

Following on from my previous post. After visiting Polkerris we decided to walk west along the coastal path.

The only snag in doing this is that it's all uphill from Polkerris to reach the path. There's a short flight of wooden steps, as below, and then the rest of the way to the top is via uneven stone steps. (I counted 124)

Anyway, once up the top it's quite pleasant with the sea and distant views.

The path is mostly easy walking, but some of the farmer's fields have barbed wire to keep walkers out.

Saw this boat making waves and showing off by making patterns in the sea. It looked fun.

A view looking back (east) along the coastal path.

And the path ahead.

Had a quick look at Booley beach. As usual not many people about.

A few sheep in the farmer's fields, some had been shorn.

We watched the sheep dog rounding up the sheep into a tight group. 

I love border collies, we had one for years, he was such a wonderful dog. If out walking with the family or friends, and a few were lingering behind, Toby would try to round them up - pure instinct.

In places, along the coastal path there are some quite steep drops, so have to show a certain amount of respect.

Shallow water near Par, where the tide goes out a long way. Fun for children though - and dogs!

And finally I was lucky enough to snap these two swallows sitting on the barbed wire fence. They seemed quite happy to have their photo taken. Made a nice end to our walk.

Other nearby walks: Walking From Ready Money Cove, Fowey to Gribbin Head, Cornwall

Walking to Black Head, Cornwall - With Magnificent Views of Coastline

Polkerris, Cornwall the Fortified Harbour with an Inn on the Beach

A bit of a dull day but we thought we'd have a look around Polkerris, a cove on Cornwall's south coast, as we hadn't visited there this year.

It was once known as Pollkerys, which may have been from the old Cornish word Porth meaning a harbour of haven. The kerris bit is from another Cornish word meaning to fortify or enclose - so it's a fortified harbour - well, was once upon a time.

To reach the harbour and beach you pass the Rashleigh Inn.

Many years back we often came here, with friends, for a meal or a drink. On a Friday night there would be singing of some of the old traditional Cornish songs, always enjoyable - but life moves on, children and other things.

That's the harbour wall in the photo below.

The harbour was created in the 18th century. I love old walls, rocks and stones - that's why there are a couple of photos of the harbour wall. Imagine all those who have walked along them in the 1700s. What stories they could tell us.

Oh, and a third photo of part of the wall with a canon embedded . There are several of these, they are thought to be from the Napoleonic era. So, once upon a time, this was truly a fortified harbour as described previously.

A section of the cliffs behind the harbour wall.

Moving on, just a few boats in the harbour - the tide was retreating while on our visit.

Looking across to the Rashleigh Inn and other food outlets

A few boats, perhaps waiting for the tide to turn.

Some people like to hide away on the small beach whereas ...

… others seem to congregate at the front of the Inn.

The Rashleigh Inn has an outside terrace with seats, perfect on a summer's evening.

Also see: 
Photos of the Magical Polkerris Harbour, Cornwall on a Perfect Sunshine Day

Menacuddle Chapel and Holy Well, Cornwall

We popped into the Holy Well and Chapel at Menacuddle, near St.Austell. The last time we were here was one year ago - how time flies!

Not a lot has changed. I won't go into the history of the chapel and well again, as I covered this on my previous post: The Secretive Menacuddle Holy Well and Chapel, Cornwall. 

The waterfall and river isn't so white on this visit. It is often coloured by china clay deposits in the area. Locally, therefore, it is known as the White River.

A few duotone photos of chapel and area.

Inside the small chapel, it appears clearer and cleaner than a year ago when it was filled with candles and various mementos.  I thought they gave the chapel more character and even a more holy feeling. Of course it is often said that Cleanliness is next to Godliness - so what do I know. Those words are from a 1778 sermon in 1778 by John Wesley.

All shipshape on the outside.

We wandered round the grounds as I couldn't think of any more suitable quotes! Lots of green, green grass … and a pond of sorts.

Some fine trees by the river.

A final look at the waterfall prior to moving on.

Always a pleasure to visit the chapel and, again, we were on our own while there.