I couldn’t let the day go by without a post. My plan was to give you all a rest for a couple of weeks as we wandered around some familiar territory. But then I was flattered by a few emails reminding me that most readers know little of Cornwall and asking that I keep at […]
The Cornish Wanderer
Of time and the road.
Or. How to live longer in the same number of years. Think of this as a bonus track on an album. Content that doesn’t fit with the whole, but the singer/writer, or me in this instance, wanted to share. It has been a week of running around getting jobs done and visiting. It wouldn’t make […]
The Green fields of….
The Green Fields… Woken by the rooks cawing through heavy morning mist we could only be in England. Sturminster Marshall, one of many pretty Dorset villages. On this Saturday morning cyclists streamed by, horses too, and so many Range Rovers – clearly the conveyance of choice. Family. In Dorchester we dropped in on the aunt […]
Cathedrals, pilgrims and miles, many miles.
Le Puy en Velay. Pilgrimage. To me it sounds like something from a different age. Yet here in Le Puy en Velay there’s a blessing every morning for those setting off on the 1000 mile walk to Santiago de Compostello. If it’s mostly off road I truly fancy the idea of the walk, although it […]
A van in Provence.
Verdon Gorge. Every choice has its consequences. On Saturday morning if we’d continued as planned to Digne I’m sure it would have been good. As it was we took a smaller road towards Moustiers and towards deep landscape joy. The actual Verdon Gorge needs walking. Nonetheless our road, the D952, was utterly spectacular. The gorge […]
Italy. All change.
Speed. Volume. Elegance. Style. Litter. Filth. Italy has it all, turned up to 11. There is no gentle transition from Greece to Italy. Everything changed. Changed immediately. Locotorondo. After the ferry we stopped a few miles north of Brindisi. A beach. A tip. Greek beaches often needed our attention, a bit of a clean up. […]