It was our first day in Bojewyan – a bright cornflower blue sky, cloudless and bright. Though the wind was sharp for the time of year and lazy at that as it cut straight through you. We walked the mile into Pendeen for a cooked breakfast at Heather’s café and sat outside in the minuscule courtyard, sheltered from the wind, basking in the sun and ate a full English along with a mango smoothie, followed by a flat white. It tasted good. It felt good. And it set us up for our stroll down to the coast to look for a lighthouse.
It’s only about a mile, but it took us a while as we stopped every few yards to take a photograph. So much to stop and look at. Chimneys on the horizon of abandoned and disused tin mines. Drystone walls brimming with wild flowers. A ruined cottage. The sea. Interesting gates featuring roses and an engine house.
The sea in front of you, the road winds down hill, sheltered from the westerlies by high stone walls, simply crammed with wild-flowers. Foxgloves erupt everywhere in vibrant pinky-purple tones.
Rounding the last corner brings you to the cliff-top and the sea is now on your left. A rather magnificent stone wall on your right is covered with clumps of thrift and sea campion, but if you look a bit closer you will find stonecrop and sheep’s-bit scabious and lichens.
On arriving at the lighthouse we were disappointed to discover that it was closed to the public. But no matter, it had been a lovely walk and although I would have liked to have continued to Portheras Cove still some way further along the coastal path, the lack of amenities made me turn round. OH of course stayed well away from the cliff-edge and found a comfortable bench on which to sit and admire the scenery.
I wandered a little way down the coastal path to try to catch a glimpse of the sandy cove and was happy to find a Whitethroat which perched long enough on the gorse bush for me to grab a quick shot. His sweet song filled the air. A pied wagtail led me back up the hill to the lighthouse.
If you don’t want to walk all the way from Pendeen there is a car park at the lighthouse and also a smaller one a little further down the track if you want to walk down to Portheras Cove. There are no amenities at either place, no café, no W.C. and you will need to clamber over rocks to reach the sandy beach visible at low tide.
If you enjoy a walk, long or short, then have a look at Jo’s site where you are welcome to join in.
TRAVEL WORDS 
Isn’t that sea just full of gorgeous blues? And I’m a sucker for a lighthouse any day. I want that gate and that ramshackle cottage perched on the top of nowhere. Preferably the gate leading to the cottage. Thanks for the lovely visual tour Jude 🙂
Those gates were adorable! And yes, that cottage would be an amazing place to live, with a roof of course 🙂
Yes, with a roof. Otherwise the rain would drip in the wine and we can’t have that, can we? 🙂
Definitely NOT 😀 😀
Nothing worse than watered down wine…
I have a café in a place I can’t even pronounce? Well, it provides Flat Whites so it must be mine…. 🙂
Looks gorgeous, Jude. Sighhhhhhh.
I’m sure you’d love it Heather – lots of delicious cakes too 😀
Mmmm….cake….
A great selection on a lovely day Jude. The iron gate with the roses is just delightful.
Regards as always, Pete. x
I think the house they belonged to was a former Count House – probably not with those gates at the time 🙂
What a glorious walk, Jude…thanks for the views!
…and some rust and dereliction for you Sue!
Yes, I saw that!
Lovely, lovely Cornwall – all those wind-swept views. But my absolute favourite shot is the thrift hedge. I’m just smelling its subtle scent. Also what is it with this wind. Just when you think it’s blown off, it comes back again.
The thrift was absolutely beautiful all along this coastline. And yes, the wind.
FAN-tastic photos. Absolutely delightful. I can smell the air and water, even the dust and dirt. A wonderful day! Thank you for sharing, Jude. ❤ ❤
Thank you Tess. It was pretty windy so I hope you held on to your hat!
Somehow I missed the wind. Must have been concentrating harder than I thought.
😀 😀
You have no end of beautiful walks! What is a ‘flat white’?
Espresso coffee with a little hot milk added – not as much as you get in a latte. I became addicted to them in Australia and New Zealand 😦
I would have never guessed it had to do with coffee!
Just when I think your Cornish posts can’t get any better……..
So much to write about from this last trip as I explored places I hadn’t seen before. Did you go to the lighthouse?
No, I don’t recognise that one. Looks lovely.
Thank you for a lovely walk – the skies are wonderful as always. I love the photo of the thrift covered dry stone wall.
The thrift on that wall was astonishing! So glad you like it.
I loved this walk in all its variety, and your writing gets better and better. The header shot is a beauty and I always envy a woman who can capture a bird.
…thanks Meg, I’m afraid my bird photos are somewhat hit and miss – mostly miss!