Friday 17 June 2016
Marazion to Porthleven
Mill Lane Campsite
After all the heavy rain during the night I awoke early to sunshine so I packed away quickly and headed into Marazion.
The causeway to St Michael’s Mount opened from about 8 am so, when I arrived at 8.30, I had the place almost to myself because it was early.
For over 3 centuries around 1000AD St Michael’s Mount was controlled by the abbey of Mont-St-Michel. It is now jointly owned by the St Aubyn Estate and the National Trust. The St Aubyn family has been living in the castle since the 1650s. It does look magical. I was too early to go into the gardens or the castle but I did get a look around the information room and a chance to enjoy the solitude in the sunshine.
By 9.30 a steady stream of people were starting to cross to the island so I walked back across the causeway. Workmen were rebuilding parts of it that were destroyed in the January 2014 storms. Clouds now covered the sky and I ducked into The Godolphin Arms for some breakfast. I ended up staying for longer than anticipated as heavy rain started falling. Two coffees later and I had to leave. The rain was easing to a light drizzle, which was on and off all afternoon.
I headed out to Cudden Point and around to Prussia Cove; a tiny settlement with An interesting name, evidence of an ancient slipway and 2 thatched cottages.
Just around the corner, at The Enys, was what looked like an Elizabethan mansion. Had I stepped back in time I wondered?
Approaching Praa Sands and the rain was falling again. This was not right, according to family folklore it’s always sunny at Praa Sands! There was still one family sitting on the beach in waterproofs. They must have been English. No Punch and Judy today! I stopped at the beach cafe for a cup of tea and a cake, and a break from the rain.
Around Trewavas Head I saw a Cornish Chough and a load of rock climbers. I was back in tin mining country and walked past 3 old mine workings.
I reached Porthleven and briefly stopped to admire the harbour before heading to the Post Office. I had to collect my latest map parcel that I had sent to me before I decided to take a trip home. I was delighted to find several birthday cards sent post restante as well – thanks to those that sent them. Had I not gone home I would have received them on the correct day, this way I let myself have a 2nd birthday and decorated my tent with the cards.
Birthday dinner was a curry and a pint in The Harbour Inn.