A grey day for us today but still quite warm and with just the odd spit in the air a good day for a socially distanced walk with friends and dogs. We met up in the NT car park at Degibna and meandered down through the woodlands until we came across the grassy fields down at Carminowe Creek. Here as there were very few other people around Poppydog got her long awaited freedom.
Carminowe Creek leads into Loe Pool just south of Loe Bar – the opposite side to the more popular Penrose Estate that we have wandered through a few times in the past.
We settled on a little stony beach on the side of the creek to enjoy our picnics (a rather elaborate term for a can of pop and a packet of crisps on my part but the others had brought flasks and made sandwiches!) whilst the dogs enjoyed a run around and for Poppydog a nice swim in the creek.
Not a long walk, about 3.5 miles but very enjoyable with great company for a change.
A beautiful afternoon as we head off towards St Keverne and take advantage of Roskilly’s car park, just on the outskirts. We follow the leafy lanes towards Dean’s Quarry and wander down the steep steps to Polcries.
The coastal path from here to Coverack sits atop a craggy and stony shoreline backed by grassy and wooded heathland. It is sometimes used for grazing cattle but we could see them ahead (towards Coverack) so opted to have a potter along the stony foreshore heading north instead.
When we have attempted this walk in the past the coastal path has been closed and unsafe so it was great to see that it has been repaired and opened up again and there is now a wide gravelled path running shoreside of the quarry (not sure if it still a working one). We didn’t venture down onto the first – Quarry Beach – as there was a lone paddle boarder having a snooze, who probably would not have been amused by Poppydog’s antics….
Instead we continued along the path a short distance to Godrevy Cove – fine stretch of sand and pebble beach.
There were a few families dotted around on this beach so Poppydog has to stay in the lead, though still able to enjoy a run about…
And of course a refreshing dunk in the sea…
At the end of Godrevy Cove a few rocky outcrops separated it from Leggan Cove which was fortunately empty so Poppydog could have her freedom.
Giving me a moment or three to enjoy the warm sunshine, a paddle and the view.
Returning to Godrevy Cove we took the footpath up to Rosenithon and a leisurely walk back along the lanes to the car.
A lovely sunny day with a welcoming cooling breeze as we wandered along inland from Lizard village across Kynance Downs. This stretch is mostly along the cliff tops affording spectacular views down onto Kynance….
and then Pentreath….
Back when we first moved here (2005) this was our go to beach, as it is off the beaten track, quite tricky to get down onto and with no facilities it was only really ever used by a few locals and with the tides out the lovely long stretch of greyish sand was never remotely busy. However winter storms a few years later put paid to anything resembling safe access and now apart from the odd brave surfer most of us just gaze down upon it with longing!
A bit closer to Lizard lies Caerthillian Cove a mostly rocky little inlet, hardly ever enjoyed by anyone (apart from from above) and unbeknownst to most, at low tide you can sneak around the corner onto the lush sands of Pentreath. That is to say you used to be able to and I shall certainly give it a go next time the sun is up and the tides are right and report back.
For today however we scrambled down and cooled off in the abundant rock pools and marvelled at the crashing waves beyond.
It never ceases to amaze me the difference between the invariably choppy West Coast and the usual calmness of the East Coast, yet here, they are only a few miles apart – knowing this and imagining the turbulence where east meets west you would never consider it a good idea to swim off Lizard Point!
We ended this shortish 3 mile circuit back on the village green (Lizard) where we had left the car – barely 2 miles from home but not a pleasurable walk along the main Lizard – Helston road.
Well we have made the decision to stay put for a while for several reasons…
However, our master plan (for the moment) is to cover the coast from Falmouth around to Penzance (ish) from here, a distance of some 61 miles along the coastal path. Then, in September, we plan to complete the rest of Cornwall, from Penzance to St Agnes (where we set off from, back in October 17) and from Falmouth along the south coast to Plymouth.
This stage of our journey will be a bit sporadic, so please don’t expect a perfect geographical circuit from Falmouth to Penzance, or a daily blog, as we will meander about a bit depending on our mood, the weather, the tides and dodging hotspots to avoid visiting crowds. Let’s see how we get on….
- We live in a beautiful part of the world
- Though we have explored this area quite a bit, there are still plenty of chunks of the coastal path and I’m sure the odd beach on the way that we haven’t visited
- It isn’t necessary for us to take up valuable space on a Cornish campsite to explore
- This is not over yet so why make things more risky than we have to?
- We are still living our dream….
Well it won’t be a true reflection of my journey if I don’t record my experience of being ‘grounded’.
Having realised that my days were numbered I had already concluded that the right thing to do was head back down to Cornwall (where I ‘live’ when not travelling around the UK and more importantly where I am registered under a GP) and planned to make the long journey home on Wednesday.
However Mr Johnson put us into lockdown at 8.30 on Monday evening and so after watching this extraordinary announcement, a moment of shocked reflection on the enormity of the worldwide situation and a little bit of packing, I tried to get an early night (though I can’t say that I slept well with all that was buzzing around my head!).
We got up early (for us) on Tuesday and started to prepare for the long journey ahead. By 9.30, I was enjoying my first and last cuppa of the day with Poppydog walked and fed and the van pretty much ready to hitch and go, as I idly watched the Site Wardens wandering from unit to unit advising us that the site would be closing with immediate effect and we needed to be on our way as soon as possible!
How surreal and eerily silent this all feels!
As any of you that follow my blog, will be aware, I rarely travel more than 50 or 60 miles, as we potter slowly around the UK coast, so the thought of the 420 miles ahead of us was rather daunting! I have to say that in my rather fanciful imagination I was expecting road blocks and all to confront me on my way! And at least a row of tanks to greet me on the Cornish border!
As it turned out of course, no such drama, a lovely calm sunny day and incredibly quiet roads – so much so that at one roundabout I actually forgot I was towing, my apologies to the car driver that I ever so slightly cut up! It took us 8.5 hours including just the one half hour stop around Bristol.
Poppydog was brilliant with not a murmur all the way. We snuck into our little holiday home site where we have a small chalet just as the sun dropped below the horizon and were tucked up in bed asleep within the hour!