Thursday 16 November 2017

Walking around Darite and Minions

The day dawned fine with sunshine in the morning and the threat of a few showers in the early afternoon. Sounds like perfect for a walk.
We started at Trethevey Quoit just outside of Darite, headed southish and then northish around Caradon Hill up to Minions for lunch. And then it was downhill all the way back to our starting point. Just over 6 miles and a good stretch of legs with very affable company.
Trethevey Quoit is thought to be a Neolithic 'dolmen' burial chamber. I say 'thought to be' because, as with most of these structures, nobody knows for certain. It stands 10 feet high with five standing stones, surmounted by a huge capstone, which must weigh around 20 tons. Recently it has been placed on the Monuments at Risk Register as the capstone is gradually pushing the standing stones outwards. Hopefully they won't leave it too long before they do the necessary stabilisation work.
A very nice piece of ironwork casting an interesting shadow. Maybe I'm being romantic but are there two rings with two love birds on each gate? Or are they just crappy pigeons around a feeding bowl?
A sight to gladden the heart of any walker in Cornwall at this time of year - a lovely stretch of mud glistening in the morning sun. What could be more inviting? What could be more invigorating than a good splosh?
From the splosh into a muddy lane, soft underfoot with fallen leaves. This is an old trackway leading up to the mines on Caradon Hill. It is not fanciful to think that many of Mrs P's forebears walked this way.
Odd things by the wayside #1: Obviously originally from an much older building but where from? And why here?
 
Odd things by the wayside #2: outside the shop at Minions. Just one relatively new Dr Martens boot. What the story behind this? We did look for a bare-footed one-legged person but didn't see one. The woman in the shop had no idea it was there.
Odd things by the wayside #3: let's hope the owner of this can get to sleep without it.
I thought this looked like a bridal veil.
Looking due west over the Gonemena Valley with Plymouth in the distance.
Looking down into Gonemena with its fine display of stacks and spoil heaps. Imagine, if you can, that all of these were hewn out of the ground by pick and shovel. And moved around, primarily, by muscle power.
And, shining in the distance, is the sea, round about Seaton on the coast. Funny to think that just about as I was taking this photograph, our daughter and two of our grandchildren were frolicking on the beach there. Who would have thought that we'd all be down here enjoying Cornwall?
I've got no idea who Maisie Baynes was but she was obviously held in high regard by her Gardening Club colleagues. It's a pleasure to remember a fellow gardener.
We finished the day with a visit to nearby St Cleer's graveyard to find the headstone of Mrs P's 4x-great grandparents, Charles and Dorothy Jay. We did find it but, unfortunately, it was at such an angle and so close to another headstone, that a full frontal photograph was not possible with the kit I had with me. But, from the records of the Cornwall Family History Society, the inscription reads:
Jemima BINNEY who died 17 Jul 1862 aged 21
also
Dorothy JAY who died 12 Dec 1853 aged 63
wife of
Charles JAY who died 22 Apr 1856 aged 70
grandparents of
Mary Ann BINNEY who died 8 Mar 1851 aged 8
daughter of Henry and Mary Ann BINNEY
Nearby, an unexpected find, the headstone of Henry and Mary Ann Binner, the parents of Jemima and Mary Ann mentioned above. The elder Mary Ann must have been the daughter of Charles and Dorothy which, by my calculations, makes her Mrs P's 4x-great aunt
 

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