It's taken years, but at last, just in time for Christmas, we moved into our little terraced cottage in a quiet area of Cornwall. We have moors on our doorstep and a brief drive to beaches; town within walking distance; it's perfect. The history of this place encompasses prehistory, the place is dotted with ancient stone remains and the industrial revolution, in the shape of the many old mine workings and engine houses that dot the landscape.
Yesterday we decided to walk up to the carn at Bolenowe, where I was sure there would be panoramic views. I wasn't wrong.
Starting off from our gate...
A few turns and down the lane towards the moor
Charlie finds something of interest where the brook tumbles underground. Our house rear is one of those behind the field.
Jacobs sheep in the field up the lane.
Climbing the track upwards onto the moor. There are many stables and liveries in this area.
The view from the top. In the distance is St Ives Bay.
Old mine buildings dot the landscape
Just imagine what it would be like on a clear day!
This mysterious deep cut had the look of old mine workings but we didn't venture down there. Onwards!
There are at least two mine buildings in this telephoto shot.
Sweet ponies wearing their winter coats
Modern signage hasn't reached this sleepy corner, thank goodness!
You don't need many of these stones to build a dry stone wall!
Great views of the monument on Carn Brea.
Looking back from whence we came
Dropping back into the village
And back home!