Sunday, 27 November 2022

Weekend of two Halves

Fourteen hours of persistent, heavy rain and strong winds on Saturday meant my plan of more coastal walking was put on hold. Instead, I drove the short distance to Penzance and enjoyed a visit to Penlee Museum and Art Gallery, which houses a great collection of archeological finds from the area from Neolithic times through to Roman times. It also had an exhibition of Fred Yates’ work. He was an English painter inspired by the work of Lowry and on a grey, wet day his oil canvases certainly brightened up this patch of Cornwall.

Thankfully, on Sunday morning we awoke to a calm, blue sky with just a gentle breeze. Phew. So, our first port of call was to walk down the hill to Mousehole. We are camped at the home of Mousehole Football Club. I met one of the many volunteers who help support the girls, boys, men and women who all play or train here at ‘The Seagulls.’ Creating some hard standing pitches for campers and setting aside part of the grass field next to the pitch was an idea that grew in lockdown and now helps to finance the youth programmes he told me. What a brilliant idea & a good use of facilities that are already there.

After our morning in Mousehole, we headed to Sennen and walked to Land’s End along the coast path and back along the ‘first and last’ cycle path. From Sennen it was a short drive to the Minack Theatre, an open-air theatre built into the cliff, first begun by Rowena Cade. A friend had told me about this place and said I HAD to visit and I’m glad I did. As you can see from the photos, I virtually had the place to myself and the sun even tried to make an appearance. What a vision Cade had and how she spent many a winter building more of her dream is astounding when you see the location she was working in. Definitely worthy of a stop.



Mousehole Harbour




Fred Yate, ‘The Mount’

Mousehole street







I am enjoying hot pasties for lunches - winter root veg is a favourite!

Doorway in Mousehole



Sennen beach




Sennen



Friday, 25 November 2022

Showers in St Ives

I sat this evening to update the blog and can’t believe how much we’ve done in a week! Time is funny when you travel and I’m not sure why. Perhaps it’s because you wake up in different surroundings every day. 

We’ve had a week with lots of rain and VERY gusty winds, but the sun has also tried to shine through meaning we have seen a lot of rainbows. We have also walked a few more sections of the coastal path. Today’s adventure was catching the bus from St Ives to Zennor and then walking the 11km back. Anyone who dislikes heights should not do this section as there are vertical drops and the path in places goes close to the edge. After the amount of rain we’ve had, the path in places was either running with water or VERY muddy. Poppy with her four paws seemed to cope with this much better than my two boots! Our reward was a sweeping view of St Ives after four hours, thankfully with only one scrawly shower. 

Whilst staying in St Ives I also visited Barbara Hepworth’s studio and sculpture garden, which was well worth it. What a find it must have been for her to come across that property to live and work in. 

Our campsite in St Ives is in a pretty special spot and the stars at night time have been stunning. The brand new toilet/shower block is something to behold - underfloor heating, hairdryers, charging points and with music playing! So basically you can charge your phone, have a dance after showering and all without your feet freezing - honestly, luxurious! 

The roads have taken us to Port Isaac (famous for Doc Martin,) Tintagel (although the castle was closed due to the gale force winds) and Padstow. 

Included in my blog this time is a quote I came across about travel. I am happiest when out walking and although we’ve had to contend with some wet days, I am actually enjoying visiting this popular part of the UK in the low-season. The beaches are empty except for the hardy surfers out in the waves and usually on our walks we see just a handful of people. I have also always had an interest in maps from a really young age and every evening I love to look at where we’ve walked or check our driving route for the next day. 

So, I love you and leave you to look at where the road may lead tomorrow…




























Friday, 18 November 2022

Autumn Days
























‘No I mustn’t forget,

No I mustn’t forget,

To say a great big thank you,

I mustn’t forget.’

I’m sure many of you are now singing what has to be everyone’s favourite primary school hymn ‘Autumn Days.’ The tune and words popped into my head this week when driving along roads with trees arching overhead to meet, making a tunnel of amber and russet. Skies have been both blue and dark grey and we have chased rainbows on more than one occasion. 

Our journey in the south west has continued into Cornwall and more stunning (but steep) walks along the coastal path. I’m sure in summer months these paths are well-trodden but this time of year we have only ever seen one or two people sharing the windswept cliff tops.

The photos are from Ilfracombe, where we stopped to see Damien Hirst’s controversial sculpture ‘Verity,’ Bideford, the Hartland Peninsula including Clovelly a privately owned village built into the cliff side, Bude and Crackington Haven. Due to the relentless rain over the past few days we have the luxury of a small cottage to get everything dry! It’s amazing to have access to a washing machine, an oven and central heating, although to be honest I am looking forward to moving back into Roo after the weekend, our little home on wheels.