Peter and I took a fine walk one bright, sunny day. Paul kindly shuttled us. The Looe to Polperro walk is a fine 5.7 mile stroll that hugs the coast. Each step was surrounded by beauty.
The Southwest Coast Path website provides good detail on the walk and information on how to use public transportation to shuttle to and from.
Coastguards initially created the South West Coast Path as a way of monitoring for smuggling. Every little inlet was subject to the illegal practice.
In Looe, another picturesque sea-side village, we started at the end of Marine Drive. Paul and Max joined us for the first part of the walk.
Off we set. It was hot out, much too warm for all the layers I packed.
After passing a wide open area with cows milling about, one looks back and sees the coastline.
The island you see is called Looe Island, also known as St George’s Island. Legend says Phoenician tin trader Joseph of Arimathea landed on this island with his teenage great-nephew, Jesus Christ, on their way up the coast to Glastonbury with a mission to spread Christianity in Britain. An earthenware fragment from the Eastern Mediterranean, dating from about that time, establishes trading links between Looe and the Middle East. No direct evidence confirms this legend.
A medieval chapel once sat on this island. A popular place for pilgrimages, many drowned trying to reach it. A new Benedictine chapel replaced it on the mainland sometime in the 12th century.
We did not walk uphill to the reportedly scant remains of a site of a Celtic monastery.
In the 1960’s two sisters owned Looe Island. Upon the lasts death, it was gifted to the Cornwall Wildlife Trust. Now, critters benefit from the island and waters as a wildlife sanctuary. The Trust’s site explains how to get to the island. Only guided boat shuttles are allowed, numbers restrained. It is a popular spot for diving and kayaking.
Beaches and tide pools abound:
The trail is well-worn.
Approaching the small village of Talland, its bay you see below.
There were rose hips of an elongated shape foreign to me.
The right of way for walkers, in England, is such a treasure. Here in our little town of Port Townsend, walking paths connecting streets and hiking trails abound. In England, one can set out through private property (fields) as long as rules are followed and the animals are respected.
This walk took us past some pretty little horses.
Unfortunately, I did not do my homework before the walk. There is an old church up on the hill. Wikipedia will give you some pics and information on it. Pretty cool to see these horses working their way up the hill it sits on, look to the right in the pic below.
A stop on the beach made for a sweet little lunch spot. when done, up a steep hill we marched.
I turned around and drank in the view of where we came from.
One thing I sorely miss is the Marin and Sonoma coast of CA. The steep bluffs, empty beaches (at least the ones I looked for), wind-swept vegetation, and rolling views really feed me. WA state coastlines are gorgeous in other ways.
But this-this was a welcomed re-kindling.
Our hike wound up in Polperro, a place I’ve taken you. Down the mouth of the bay we walked. check out the low tide! It was very high the last time were there.
Boats sat stuck in the mud, a sight I’m not used to seeing in the U.S.
Paul kindly met us there and brought us home.
What a delicious, sunny, bright and beautiful day. How I would love to someday, backpack on, walk as much as able. It’s 630 miles long.