As we got ready to set off from Newlyn we took the selfie we forgot to take last week – just for completeness. The day was overcast and cold, so we were well wrapped up.
We wended our way through Newlyn and on in to Penzance. It wasn’t a very inspiring walk so we trudged on through the built up areas trying to take some comfort in the view of St Michael’s Mount which followed us pretty much throughout the whole walk.
Newlyn is very much a working fishing harbour and the part we walked through reflected this.
There were a few highlights, however. We couldn’t quite make out the message in this enthusiastic graffiti, but it was bright and colourful along an otherwise uninspiring stretch of the path and at least we were off the road at this point.
Coming in to Newlyn town we spotted this imaginative use for an old pair of walking boots ……
…they look not unlike my own walking boots which have seen plenty of service and should perhaps be retired. At least now I have an idea what to do with them when I do hang them up.
The interesting detail on this plaque suggests that the Mayflower stopped in at Newlyn on its way to the new world.
We passed this striking fisherman memorial in Newlyn.
Use this link to find out more about it – Newlyn Fisherman memorial.
Coming in to Penzance this fun model gave us a smile, we think he is supposed to be publicising local fishing trips.
And it was here that we started to get out first good view of St Michael’s Mount and this was to stay with us. I took a series of photos of the Mount as we followed the shoreline around the bay. They show very subtle changing faces of the Mount.
Starting along the beach path out of Penzance we realised that we had missed calling in to the NCI lookout in Penzance. It is set back behind the path and by the time we started looking out for it we were well passed it and unfortunately too far beyond it to sensibly turn back for a visit.
As the Causeway across to the mount came in to view we could see a couple of people braving the in-coming tide to paddle back to the mainland.
We managed to walk across the beach for part of the way and then as we headed out of Marazion I had to take a ‘comfort break’ – but this one was all about emptying the sand out of my boots – that sort of ‘comfort’! And then at Chymorvah, finally, we left the road behind.
The far side of St Michael’s Mount gives a much better view of the castle, and as we started to leave civilisation behind we looked back now and again to catch the last sight of this view of the mount.
When we got to Perranuthnoe we were able to take a true ‘comfort break’ in the public conveniences at the top end of the car park. The maintenance and servicing of these loos has been taken over by the locals. Thank you so much to the folks of Perranuthnoe!
There’s been a bit of soil erosion at Perran Sands and the path has been re-routed in places.
Take a close look at these fascinating marker posts. The tall one has got the classic acorn showing the route of the South West Coast Path …..
…….. and the shorter one has been marked over the years by walkers inserting coins of all descriptions into the crevices of the wood.
Continuing on towards Prussia Cove we came across this strange wooden pole with several holes in it and some chain links embedded in the cliff just inland of it.
Hilary’s book said this was used as one of the moorings for HMS Warspite. She ran aground in Prussia Cove, and was eventually re-floated and towed into Mounts Bay where she was broken up for scrap in 1947.
As Prussia Cove was in our sights, we chuckled over the names of a couple of coves on this final leg – Piskies Cove and Bessy’s Cove. I imagine they would have been great smuggler’s coves in their time.
And finally we remembered to take our selfie in the car park to mark the end of today’s walk. We had warmed up enough to shed some of our over-gear! We think a good 9 miles under our belts.
With Easter coming up we are likely to have a couple of week’s off and then we’ll get back to it and crack on. Next stop Porthleven? We’ll have to see.