Friday 25 February 2022

Walking to Hallane Cove, Cornwall and its Waterfall


We had envisaged a walk along the Cornish coastal path, but it looked so very muddy after all of the recent rain. Instead we headed for Hallane Cove - photo as above.

Our route first went through the hamlet of Trenarren and its quaint cottages. Note the red Royal Mail post box and the five mph speed limit signs on the corner of the first cottage.


A white cat was observing passers by, though he didn't move about very much.


A pleasant property all neat and tidy.


Then there is an uphill path to follow.


Of course what goes up usually also goes down.


We carried along the path until we reached our destination of Hallane Cove. Note the waterfall spilling into the incoming tide.


The beach is somewhat stoney but had the attraction of being quiet and peaceful. We hadn't seen anyone else on our walk.


A different photo of the waterfall, must be fun on a sunshine day.


And here's another pic of the beach.


To leave the cove there are a few steps to navigate.


There is also a wooden seat to enjoy the views. 


Spotted some snowdrops on our return journey.


Back at Trenarren hamlet a few early flowers as the road starts to rise.


Two similar cottages on our return journey.


A pleasant easy walk. I guess the only problem can be finding somewhere to park a car. Just outside of the hamlet there is parking for about seven or eight cars.


The road  leading to the parking spot is very narrow in places. It's best to have your fingers crossed so that you avoid meeting a car travelling the opposite way - well it sometimes works

Finally, to end today's post, a reminder of the storms we had last week in Cornwall. Nearby to where I live a tree fell and took with it the electric power lines - so it was back to using candles! A few photos.







That's it for this week. All good wishes ~ Mike.

Friday 18 February 2022

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.

Friday 11 February 2022

Kernow Air Ambulance and a Walk in Kingswood


Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No,it's the Kernow Air Ambulance. Kernow is the Cornish language name for Cornwall. 


While out walking we heard the helicopter overhead. It was on it's way to the Co-operative Supermarket car park - the only place it could land safely. As soon as it was on terra firma the team were off to the local town where there had been an incident.


Once the crew had gone people started to check out the Air Ambulance.


The crew returned and were soon back in the air.

The Cornwall Air Ambulance is called to over 1000 seriously sick or injured people every year in Cornwall and the Isles of Scilly. As a charity, they rely on the public to fund these life saving missions.


Moving on: We thought a walk in Kings Wood, at Pentewan, might be a good idea despite it being a dull day.


We didn't walk that far and kept to the main trails.


Walking in the ancient Kings Wood has been a well trodden path for hundreds of years. After walking for a while there is a sign asking: "Did you feel a little shiver just now?" They are not talking about any coldness from the weather - but more ghostly things!


Thomas, 2nd Earl of Lancaster, Lord Ordainer (1278-1322), and one of the most powerful men in England is believed to have once owned King's Wood. 


He was the cousin of Edward the Second and led the barons' revolt against the King in 1332. He was was defeated at the Battle of Borough Bridge. On March 22nd of the same year. Thomas was found guilty of treason and beheaded.


Who knows, perhaps the ghost of Thomas still walks these ancient paths.


Not a lot of colour within the King's Wood at the moment but the bluebells will put on a display in the Spring. In the meantime here's a Colourful camellia flower from my garden.


Thanks for visiting my blog, have a happy week ~ Mike.

Friday 4 February 2022

Walking at Carlyon Bay, Truro Harbour and Three Wise monkeys


My dear old dad would have said that it was definitely brass monkey* weather. It was cold but we ventured out to Carlyon Bay for a walk along the beach. 

There were only a few people about. Hope the couple below weren't having a paddle, brave if they were.


The sun was doing its best to make it through the cloud cover.


Just the one boat to be seen, which stayed close to the shore.


A problem with the beach is that there is Sandy River cutting through the sand, the water comes from the cliffs.


Towards the end of the beach grasses grow and in the summer a few naturists may also be on display.


At the far end of the beach the river makes its way into the sea - though the river often changes its course.


I guess the beach, in the photos above, look reasonably pleasant. One of the problems though is the fence you can see in the photo below. Behind the fence is where, in 2003, plans were made to build apartments and shops here. This never came to fruition.


So what is left behind the fence are rocks and other debris.  It's all a bit of a mess.


The cliffs are quite high in places as the next two photos show.




Good to see some gorse in flower at the foot of the cliffs.


Moving on - another day.

I had to visit my dentist in Truro for a routine check-up. Afterwards I had a quick look around Truro Harbour. The water is tidal so it often looks a bit muddy. Today though, the water was nicely polished and shiny.


From here it is possible to see the Truro Cathedral spires in the distance.


From the harbour, during the summer, there are boat trips to Falmouth. It's a lovely way to spend some time, especially on a sunshine day.


On one occassion, while on the trip, we were lucky enough to encounter a race for working boats.

They are known as Truro River Oyster Dredging Boats - the name describes their purpose. Traditionally they were made of wood. They are also referred to as Falmouth Working Boats. It's quite a sight to behold. 


There are a few more photos on my post:The Race Is On For The Working Boats 


*Mentioning my father's saying about brass monkeys reminded me that my Grandmother always had three brass wise monkeys on her fireplace. These were a reminder that we should hear no evil, see no evil or speak no evil. 
I guess though, more importantly,  we should also do no evil.

That's all for today, thanks for your visit, have a happy week ahead ~ Mike

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