21st April 2021 Day five of the 'Great Cornish getaway', the transfer to Mullion on the Lizard Peninsula

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21^st April Day five – transfer to Mullion on the Lizard Peninsula

Route: transfer to Seaview Farm, Mullion via Sainsburys, Penzance and Perranuthue beach. Roads: B3306, A30, A394, A3083 and B3296

Distance: 30 miles

Detour: down to Perranuthue Beach

 

We are packed up and ready for departure inside of 25 minutes. That’s much improved. Today we are heading a short distance to Seaview farm, a certificated Camping and Caravan club site over at Mullion, via Sainsbury’s at Penzance.

Exactly how much food we carry on board is a topic of discussion and some head scratching. We have decided that we just need to be self sufficient for three days maximum as we can call in at corner shops and local Co-op’s etc as we journey around. Carrying less means we don’t overburden Bryony further weight wise.

Perranuthue proves to be a delightful find. Two small car parks and a field that is open at peak summer time. With a motorhome, park in the first carpark up from the toilet block. You could get a 7m in there just. Anything longer will need to go into the field if it is open. The lower car park doesn’t have the space or turning available when it is full, for our motorhome at 6.3m length. Or maybe I’m not yet quite confident about where I can and cannot get Bryony in safely. I drove school minibuses down many a lane during my teaching years so I will gain confidence pretty quickly. It’s about finding a space where you have swing room at the front and the back. £2 in the honesty box and we have secured a spot where the bikes are up against the bushes and we have ‘turning out of slot’ room should a car park alongside us. Note, there is no overnight parking at any of these car parks.

 The beach is truly golden sands and turquoise seas more akin with the Algarve and Italy than the UK. The Cabin café on the little road down to the beach slipway serves delicious sandwiches, wraps and breakfasts although we are finding everything in Cornwall this year rather expensive. We sit on the rocks, read the papers, admire the views, muse about the wonders of being able to take ‘our home’ wherever we fancy and generally chill to the peaceful sound track of small breaking waves. We are gaining confidence in leaving our pride and joy in public car parks although I still check on her location using the monitoring website at least twice a morning! Paranoia!

We stroll the cliffs around to Marazion, admiring the views across to St. Michael’s Mount and the little beach coves covered by well-rounded grey cobbles and boulders, their upper tidal margins lined with well weathered, naturally sculpted pieces of drift wood. Backed by vertical small cliffs of buff coloured natural till, they have a wildness about them.  

Cutting back across the headland to the village, we find a delightful gallery selling local artists work and crafts and we buy a few cards and chat to the two local craftsmen manning the store. The paintings, pottery and woodcraft are superb exhibiting high craftmanship skills, thought and style.  We are particularly taken with the refurbished old mantlepiece clock.

We arrive at Seaview Farm mid afternoon to a warm welcome and tour of the site from Jane, the owner. It is a small working farm and the entrance into the camp field is through part of the farm site, littered with old machinery, tractors and land rovers. Being the only ones on the site we are allocated our own toilet and shown the other facilities – showers, kitchen washing up area, fridge/freezer if we need it.

We select ‘Dippy’, a corner plot sheltered by two large blackthorn hedges. It has a picnic table and tap as well as EHU. The grass is baked hard and levelling up is easy.  We look out across fields towards the sea in the far distance and the sun sets directly in front of the cab. Our evening soundscape comprises of chickens, geese, emus, and snorting cattle and calves in the field behind. The site is exposed and winds from the east rip through the hedges taking the edge off the warmth of the sunlit paddock.

Cows and calves in the fields on the other side of that hedge

 One thing to note is that one day a week, helicopters from HMS Culdrose train at the adjacent Predannack airfield half a mile away. They fly lazy figure of eight loops out over the Lizard peninsula and so come directly across the campsite. They are noisy but weirdly also rather fascinating (Merlin HM Mk 2’s if you want to know).

The site has lovely clear skies, great for stargazing and beautiful sunsets across the fields 

We set up and go for a stroll down to Predannack and across the cliffs back to Mullion Cove, passing an old quarry with a magnificent pond stretching its entire length, full of frogs, newts and what surviving tadpoles there are. 

Tadpole heaven in the nearby quarry lake and 

strolling across the cliffs down into Mullion Cove

 That evening, we discover that as dusk settles, Jane has lit a number of candle lanterns around the toilet block area, a lovely homely touch.

 

Astronomy update:

Tonight, is a 78% waxing gibbous moon and I take a few shots. Sadly, that is as far as I get. The moon is too bright and the Milky Way is faded out. The hoped-for Lyrid meteors don’t appear either. A disappointing night.