This was to be our last day of walking the Cornish leg of the South West Coast Path and we managed our earliest start ever at 9am. Whitsand Bay Hotel was looking beautiful in the fresh morning light…
…as was the sea and the coastline…
…with Rame Head in the distance – a well-known local landmark which we would reach about halfway along our walk today
The air was fresh with dew on the ground and the sun glistening on the water.
From Whitsand Bay the path took us alongside the golf course and we just managed to avoid a golf ball in the rough which was being eagerly saught by a hapless golfer. We moved along smartly before he could accuse us of disturbing it!
This odd flock of sheep caught our eye because of their motley collection of mis-shaped horns.
There was a sharp northerly wind as we crossed fields which are sometimes used as a practice firing range at Tregantle – although not today.
Beyond Tregantle and this very informative noticeboard drew our attention to the wildlife of the area…
.. as the path now took us along the road for quite a bit, walking through Freathy and Tregonhawke. We kept catching glimpses of an off road path below us but there were numerous signs warning of the path being unstable and should only be used at our own risk etc. So we erred on the side of caution and continued along the road until directed otherwise. Locals must be using some bits of the path to access the many chalets which are dotted all along the cliff edge above Whitsand Bay which stretches for about 5 miles.
Back on the path at last and we passed this pretty Campion still in flower :
Right on the path about half way between Tregonhawke and Rame Head this solidly built, but incredibly run down, building is a bit of an eye-sore! We were curious as to its origins.
At around 11.15 with the tide in and some real warmth from the sun, the sea was looking calm and benign. We were nearly at Polhawn Fort – well known in the area as a venue for weddings and events. I’ve used a library photo here as it’s almost impossible to get decent shots of it from the coast path .
Looking back along the bay the sunlight was playing on the bracken which, in its autumn colours, appeared brilliant orange. Unfortunately my photos don’t reflect the glorious burnt sienna tones that I was trying to capture.
Although the views back across the bay were impressive.
Reaching Rame Head at about 11.45 we pressed smartly on with the NCI lookout above us on our left..
and the chapel on our right ..
The path was mercifully dry and easygoing and we reached Penlee Point at 12.25.
From Penlee Point to Cawsand there is a long woody section and we found ourselves accompanied by the rustling sound of the autumn leaf fall underfoot. This small poignant memorial was discretely leaning against a tree by the side of the path.
Cawsand was looking clean, bright and fresh on this beautiful day – although it was much more windy on this side of the Rame Peninsula and this intrepid sailer was trying to make their way out from the beach at Cawsand, with some difficulty.
This mosaic in Cawsand shows a tiny representation of the awful impact that Man makes to the waters around our coastlines.
And this marker on one of the buildings in the town shows where the border between Devon and Cornwall used to lie in the town of Cawsand itself.
Approaching the Mount Edgcombe estate another woodland stretch was marked by the numerous fallen trees and scrub…
..forcing the path to be diverted in places.
Reaching the more landscaped areas of the Mount Edgcombe Country Park we passed these various ‘follies’ which are very well-maintained and proved a popular attraction on this lovely autumn day.
We were well inside the Plymouth Sound by now where there were many little sails as well as a huge warship.
The last stretch of the path took us alongside this pretty landscaped lake and through the gardens past their beautiful fountain which was sparkling in the sunlight.
Finally we reached Cremyll at about 2.30pm where we celebrated with hot drinks from the garden cafe while we waited for our pick up.
Over 13 miles today making our total for all the walks over 300 miles.
So after 30 walks and 300 miles we are hanging up our boots for a while as we work out what our next ‘challenge’ is going to be. Millie and Zymba are perhaps breathing a sigh of relief – as for every one of our miles they have probably bounded at least 3 times as far! but they have certainly added to our adventures along the way.
And what an excellent adventure it has certainly been!
We have had such fun, and been stronger and more determined than I think we realised we would have to be. For the most part we have had spectacular weather and seen such beautiful scenery that it would be impossible to do it justice in these bloggs. We have discovered hidden gems of coves and harbours which only the locals are lucky enough to enjoy. And we have shared ups and downs throughout that have been a special pleasure to me and I hope Hilary as well which we could not have anticipated when we first started out. It is going to be difficult to match the huge unadulterated joy that we have experienced, with whatever exploits come next.