Instead of the five-minute stroll up to the top of Trencrom Hill, we decided, or rather I decided, that we should take the longer route via the official NT carpark and have a circular stroll. I like circular walks. And drives. I like to see different things on the way there and back again. And besides, there is a lot going off in the hedgerows at the moment.
Distinct colours of Cornwall with white wild onion interwoven with cobalt-blue bluebells, deep-pink red campion, white stitchwort, egg-yolk yellow gorse, blue-purple violets and greens of nettles, brambles, spleenwort and navelwort.
Added to that is the sound of birdsong – long flutey notes of the blackbird, chattering chaffinch, a sing-song robin and chirpy house sparrows.
As we head south we look back at the familiar sight of Wheal Alice.
Stopping to admire the ‘Boris Johnson’ hairstyle of one of our cows.
Continuing slowly along the lane we breathe in the onion-filled air, sometimes crushing the delicate stems beneath our feet as we squeeze into the hedgerow to let a car or farm vehicle pass by. There are no footpaths here.
The hill seems to get further away from us as we start to head downwards and through a hamlet nestled beneath the hill and under trees.
I stop frequently to photograph a view, this former chapel (?) caught my eye as the stone and recently ploughed fields blended together. An inquisitive sheep in a paddock and a rusty shed.
Finally we reach the car park and locate the path up the hill. It is rather steeper from this side and we have to clamber around and over the granite boulders in our way. But it is worth the effort as the views are magnificent.
And now we are back in familiar territory.
If you enjoy a walk, long or short then please visit Jo’s Monday Walk where you will find walks from all around the world.