Inward, outward, onward

Post 10/2025. Cornwall UK. We’re enjoying sharing Cornwall with niece Rachel for a short spell. We’ve covered paths old and new and met friends. Of course, the time has been too short but we’ve made the most of it, I believe.

The longest walk was St Michael’s Way. The path goes from St Uny Church in Lelant to St Michael’s Mount on the English Channel. The entire distance is 12 miles. From Monday until today (Sunday) we covered 51.5 miles.

Some people are incredulous when we answer how far we’ve walked. They either shake their head, gasp, or as our housekeeper said, “Are you mad?” Our walks this week have been long and longish, some parts difficult, two where we intended to have lunch–the pubs closed. Concerns aside, we did it, these journeys delivered delight. Each day I found myself bursting into a smile, even a grin, as we neared home.

Movement outward and inward combined to undergird next steps onward.

Hazy but happy

Ha ha. We are not in a fog. It’s simply an over-exposure in a late afternoon sun. Had a good laugh.
A walk on the Carbis Bay beach.

Monday

We took the South West Coast Path from Carbis Bay to Lelant where we had breakfast at the West Cornwall Golf Club. We then crossed four fields to the home of Noel and Lynne with whom we went to visit an “old” friend in a neighbouring town.

South West Coast Path between Lelant and Carbis Bay.
Porth Kidney Beach viewed from the South West Coast Path.
The St Ives Bay Line runs from St Erth to St Ives, a 10-minute journey.
Churchyard at St Uny, the Church of England mother church for the area. We walked to St Uny for worship service 30-03, followed by lunch at Birdie’s Bistro.
Visit with Rev Gorran Chapman (top) and his mother, Monica, along with Noel and Lynne, Marty, Rachel.

St Michael’s Way

On Tuesday we walked from Carbis Bay to Marazion. Sadly, we missed lunch at The While Hart in Ludgvan. Pub closed Monday and Tuesday. I should know better than to take Facebook postings at face value. We trudged on and had a fine meal at Marazion. Bus home.

Camellia at a home we passed on St Michael’s Way near Trencrom Hill.
This is St Michael’s Way toward Trencrom Hill. We were glad the cows have not yet been given free rein of the field. One has to squint to see the path.
Trencrom Hill, remains of an Iron Age Fort at the top. We did not climb to the top this time.
One of the stiles from field to forest, nearing Ludgvan.
Aha. Bull in field. Passed by without incident.
St Michael’s Mount seen from a daffodil field just beyond Ludgvan.
Marsh daisy in at Marazion Marsh Nature Reserve.
Checked out the books but carried on. We knew the Mount and its causeway were closed for the week. The journey itself was the object of the day.

Tresillian

Wednesday’s walk took us from Truro to Tresillian where we had lunch at The Wheel Inn. The old Inn is getting a new thatched roof. The walk along the Tresillian “River Road” from St Clement (pedestrians and bikes only) is one of my favorites. Quiet, not too muddy, tidal river, enduring wish to sometime see the Kingfisher resident at the reedy corner.

Ninety-one-year-old Dinah has maintained an outdoor tea cup display for years. She used to wash them in the Spring, but no longer bothers. Some get weather-damaged, some get pinched–no matter what, she has replacements on hand. Dinah remembered us from a chat two years ago. She was taking a rest from cleaning up around her well-kept flower garden.

Halsetown

On Thursday we headed to Knills Monument and onward for lunch at Halsetown Inn. Had walked there a few weeks ago and just missed out on lunch service 12-2. Now it’s only from 5. Lovely walk, but huge disappointment. Nearest spot was Tregenna Castle, lunch from noon to 4. All good.

St Ives

We took a longer route to St Ives without meeting a man with seven wives who, as the tale goes, were carrying seven sacks with seven cats. “How many were going to St Ives?” In our case it was three. We took the South West Coast Path home.

Zennor

“Z” may be the last letter of the alphabet, but paired with the hamlet of Zennor it’s the last bus back to St Ives at 15:52. We walked the Tinners’ Way through fields and farms for lunch at The Tinners Arms and a visit to St Senara Church. Some stiles are challenging yet the trek is memorable. We’ve done it many times but unlike earlier we no longer walk back to St Ives / Carbis Bay. Bus ends at Tesco and we walk the one and a half miles home, refreshed in spirit, mind and body.

Marty and Rachel pose for a photo on The Tinners’ Way, through small medieval fields bordered by moors and sea.
St Senara’s Church.
Kneelers in St Senara.

Carbis Bay

The Azealia bush is starting to blossom. It’s on our route to the grocery store, Tesco.

Bookmark

From a bookmark, Count Your Blessings, purchased at St Senara’s Church.

Count Your Blessings instead of your crosses;
Count your gains instead of your losses.
Count your joys instead of your woes;
Count your friends instead of your foes.
Count your courage instead of your fears.
Count your laughs instead of your tears.
Count your kind deeds instead of your mean.
Count your health instead of your wealth;
Count on God instead of yourself.

(Author not noted. Tim Tiley Ltd, Bristol, England

Lovely how we can count on God and each other for our inward, outward and onward journeys.
-John

4 thoughts on “Inward, outward, onward

    1. John Bender's avatar John Bender

      Thanks Monty. Got your message via Marty’s email. Puzzled that your full message does not appear here. Keep trying. Thanks!

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