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Cornwall, land of myths and mystery, tales and history. From smugglers coves, pirates & shipwrecks, to magicians, kings, castles & legends, whether the tales are true or the product of some ancient, wild and vivid imaginations there's no doubt that this weathered old English peninsular is steeped in folklore which goes back beyond the mists of time
Today, Cornwall thrives on it's tourist industry. Thousands flock here every summer, as access to this once hard to reach corner of England is made easier than ever by the success of the motor car and modern road systems that cut a swathe through the south west. The county has seen many changes over recent years, due mostly to tourism, but unsympathetic & indiscriminate building have also played their part - go & look at the horrible modern terraced houses built on the harbour wall at Portreath for evidence of that. Scratch away at this thin veneer of tourism and "back hander" construction though, and the old Cornwall can still be revealed for those who care to seek it out.
I spent a week here with my trusty old Canon, photographing whatever I thought captured the essence of the old Cornwall that I remember first visiting as a kid almost 50 years ago. One thing soon became apparent - to effectively capture the old Cornwall of my childhood memories, the shots just had to be done in monochrome. Like the truth sometimes gets in the way of a good story, colour can sometimes get in the way of a good photograph.
Note 1: Back in the dark age of chemical photography, I used to print my black and white photographs onto fibre photographic paper and tone them using archival selenium toner. This gave a lovely warm tone to the prints which I've tried to replicate here.
Note 2: Pressing F11 on your keyboard will display the taller photos in full page view.
Most of the photographs here were shot during walks along the Cornish Coastal Footpath in August 2010................
Tallships, Charlestown. These are more of a nod towards attracting the tourist ££s than any
genuine echo of the past, but they do look good moored up here
Even after extensive travelling to other parts of the world, this remains one of my favourite places on earth
Old fishermen's terrace, now
used as holiday homes
AA brave person about to jump from the rocks into the water below. Lizard peninsular
small fishing village where
I spent many happy holidays as a child. I took my first photograph from
here on a Kodak "Box Brownie" the catalyst that sparked my lifelong interest in photography
The estuary & beach at Crantock
Tintagel Castle. Legend says that Merlin
lived in the cave below the castle
Tin & copper mining were abundant in Cornwall throughout the 1800s and up to the mid 1900s. The empty shells of the now still engine houses and old mine workings remain scattered around many of the hillsides and cliffs. Like silent sentinels they bear witness to the once bustling industry of a bygone age.
is part the Levant mine which closed in 1931 after 90 years of continuous
Perched on the cliff tops of the North Cornwall coast just east of Lands End, this was
inhospitable terrain, work here was hard & dangerous
The importance of mining in the area is reflected in the pub names. The Tinners Arms at Zennor
Other disused engine houses can be found in the Truro area
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