Nanjizel adventure

Nanjizel. A world away, yet so close.

Walk from Tregiffian, through Sennen Churchtown, down to Trevescan for lunch at The Appletree Cafe, or walk around Lands End, or take the easier route and park at either of these places.

Be careful swimming here, I’ve been caught out before on a falling tide and found it a challenge to get back in. But just come for the spectacle, and the fabulous cliffs on the way back to Lands End.

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Trevescan field. Green.Hawthorn. Nanjizel.Seal rock. Nanjizel.

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Seeing the dawn on holiday

The idea of getting up at dawn while on holiday may not appeal to everyone, but when it means you might catch a glimpse of the sun rising above Chapel Carn Brea, then dipping behind the hill again, then it’s worth the effort.

I was delighted to sit on the door step at New Forge this morning as the sun did its thing. Just a small part of the most amazing pre-Easter week.

Dawn, Chapel Carn Brea

The sun also shines in winter… but not this weekend.

I could dust post photos of bright sunshine, amazing scenery, and idyllic summer holidays, but that would be missing the point.

To truly understand and love the incredible little peninsula that is west Cornwall, you have to come in all seasons. And of all of them I prefer winter.

In winter west Cornwall, or better still, west Penwith, is pretty empty. Locals hunker down to avoid the worst of the weather, and all but the luckiest tourists stay away.

But for those who venue out it is such a great experience.

You’re likely to have every conceivable weather (OK, rarely snow) in a day, maybe even in an hour.

The following are from our walk to The Old Success yesterday – and the reward when we got there…

On Gwynver Beach. March 1st.

 

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The reward. HSD and 1913. Worth a wild walk.

 

Minty and Polly. Not sure which is more scared of the wind and waves.

Another Fine Lunch at Tremenheere Sculpture Gardens.

Whenever we’re working out how much we’ll need to live on when we finally move back to Cornwall full time we have to factor in being able to afford lunch at Tremenheere Sculpture Gardens where chef Justin Ashton turns out amazing simple food with absolute consistency.

Today we ate chestnut mushrooms with chard and beetroot on sourdough toast, and a doorstep ham and mustard sandwich, washed down with Polgoon Cider. A real treat, especially to then walk up the hill a bit with the newly shorn Polly to take in the view, and throw the ball around a bit.

A great way to wait for lunch.

You can’t beat a Polgoon Cider from just down the road to help you while away the minutes to lunch time.

Lunch at Tremenheere

and then we were treated to this delight.

Polly. Shorn. At Tremenheere.

Polly, with St Michael’s Mount in the background.

 

Polly gets a trim down west.

Polly is usually allowed to grow her coat through winter, and the plan is that she gets a trim in April.

This year though she has been running with her friend Princess almost every day and coming back with a matted coat full of twigs that has become increasingly difficult to brush out, in part due to her distaste for brushing in the first place, and in part because her fine, but thick coat is prone to dreadlocks.

On the way home this weekend we decided is was time for an early chop so here’s polly before:

Polly Hairy

and after her trim

Polly trimWe took her to Canine Corner at the top of Chywoone Hill in Newlyn where Liz did a great job and filled her bin with Polly hair. Liz is on: 01736 351129.

 

 

Rocks. Gwenver and Porthleven.

My blog writing has been seriously lacking of late, it’s all to do with the fact that I’m trying to fit too many things into each day. That’s in an effort to secure our longed for move back to the far west by the end of next year.

I was prompted to action today after a lovely guest shared some photos from her stay last week while we were still experiencing some of the maddest storms in years. You can find more of Clare’s work at Clare Bowen Photography.

This isn’t a written post so much as a few lovely shoots of rocks. I couldn’t resist bobbing one of mine from Porthleven on the end.

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Welcome to The Australians

Lucky Jenna and Jamie will be waking up to this view over the next few days – have a great time down west you two! We hope your first trip to Cornwall is amazing.newforge huge main bedroom looking out to Chapel Carn Brea
People often ask whether New Forge has a sea view, well you can see the sea from here, but not like you can at Myn Tea, but you do have this fabulous view of Chapel Carn Brea.

Storm Force Ten at Cape Cornwall

So last night when we stood on the balcony it was oh so still.

But by the time I stood up from the desk this afternoon at 3ish and walked to the window there was a serious storm brewing, the waves breaking over Maen Cliff were blowing the full length of the Cove. Nipping down to the beach at Gwenver was the obvious destination to enjoy the storm, but instead we headed over to the Cape.

Wow! The waves rolling over the Brissons and crashing into Priest’s Cove gave an ozone rush and thrill that a bit of wind in the city will never achieve.

You can’t see Storm Force 10, but this is how you lean into it. It’s exhausting, but also exhilarating.

Here come a few photos…

Big storm this afternoon.

Big storm this afternoon.

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Dark Skies at Tregiffian

OK. I know that the official definition of dark skies refers to those most rare spaces where there is no light pollution, and here at Tregiffian we have the twinkling lights of Sennen, and a hint of glow from the St Just metropolis, but hey it’s still pretty dark. Just look at this photograph of the Milky Way over Myn Tea from Frances Gard’s stay in September.

Milky Way over Myn Tea, Tregiffian, Sennen

Last night I stood out on the balcony in the dark and just marvelled at the stillness, the lighthouses on the Scilly Isles in the distance.

In doors the gorgeous little Douvre wood burner kept us warmer than we needed, even with no back up heat.

But in bed later with the windows open we could hear the roar of the sea and we knew there was something more exciting on its way.

See tomorrow’s post for what transpired.

Tremenheere, for lunch, art and for joy

Well it has been far too long since I last posted to the blog. Life has been hectic, but fun too.

This weekend we have just Friday and Saturday night in Myn Tea and we feel so lucky to snatch some time here. Watching the sun set through watery skies tonight was reward enough for the miles we’ve travelled.

Lunch at the lovely Tremenheere Sculpture Gardens was a special treat. The food was great as we’ve come to expect, and I picked up a copy of this lovely volume for each of Myn Tea and New Forge cottages.

It only took a quick flick through its soft uncoated pages to convince me that it conveyed just the right feeling for the holiday homes and would sit so well alongside Kinfolk Magazine.IMG_2686It was great to see more Tony Latimer at Tremenheere too. Here are the ones you may have seen inside, and one of the others currently gracing the gardens.

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And one of the new pieces in the garden…

IMG_2684Finally I thought I’d share a glimpse of the evening light in Myn Tea. It can’t convey how utterly wonderful it is here this evening.

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