Days Out and Walking Holidays in Cornwall

When life flashes past mine eyes, what colours they shall be.

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 Créé le mardi 29 mars 2011 00:20

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Temperatures reach the high teens centigrade wise, which is evocative of late spring, early summer territory. Shorts are out, legs are embarrassingly pale and the tendons and sinews are just not taut enough for one to step out without acknowledging that tomorrow could all go pear shaped when it comes to getting out of bed and walking down stairs. But what the hell, this is another amazing day's weather and the colours cannot get better. Surely?

We have been blessed this March with what the weather man tonight has called a “blocking high”. Weather men tend to inform us of this only when it is about to change to something miserable. And on cue here comes the South Westerlies we have almost forgotten about with some rain. Well these photos are a reminder that March can be fantastic to walk in.

Check the photos from the Bedruthan walk a few weeks ago and these, although not as in-your-face-vibrant, they are beautifully matched, integrated yet subtle combinations of yellow gorse with the aquamarine of the sea, brown shades of the soil and the grey of the granite and lava rocks.

A six hour circular with a pint at the Tinners Arms (or coffee), gnarled woodlands, forgotten ivy covered dilapidated cottages, the heady honey smell of blackthorn in blossom, ramping fumitory and the perfect visibility over endless ocean. With the prospect of many weeks of walking holidays in Cornwall ahead these few walks in March are going to be hard to beat.

But that is the point. It is not an escalation in beauty or indeed a beauty contest, to have in order of merit one days nature over another. It is the constant build up in ones sub conscious, the overriding, ever increasing images of nature over a lifetime of walking, that will make ones life flashing past, when the time comes, such a joy.