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    • Day 18

      Falmouth Victorian Cemetery

      June 12, 2022 in England ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

      At first glance, much of Falmouth’s Victorian Cemetery looks wild and unkempt. There is method to this madness.

      When it comes to their historic burial ground, Falmouth Town Council GETS IT. They understand that cemeteries are for the living. In fact, they even have a sign explaining the importance of this magnificent cemetery.

      It’s well worth reading, check it out:

      “The older parts of Falmouth cemetery is valued by the local community for many reasons. Consecrated in 1857 it still serves as a place of remembrance. Many visitors include it in their regular walks as a place to immerse themselves in Nature as they follow the seasonal changes. Others visit for its historic interest or to discover its wildlife.

      Since 2016 Falmouth Town Council has begun to develop a maintenance methods to address these varying needs. Other challenges faced in the management of the
      cemetery include climate change and invasive plant species. Over 50 species of solitary bees can be found in the cemetery together with 7 species of bumblebees.

      You can find one of Cornwall's rarest bees in the cemetery, the Long-horned Nomad Bee, (Nomada Mirtipes). These are Cuckoo bees and the females lay their eggs in the nests of the Big-headed mining bee, (Andrena bucephala), another species rarely found in Cornwall. Only the males have an oversized head.

      The best time to see both species is in late April and May. Like many solitary bee species once they emerge from the nest as adult bees even the lucky ones will only have a life expectancy of about eight weeks.

      Unlike honey bees who have a queen with thousands of workers, a female solitary mining bee is a single mum who both makes her nest by digging a tunnel and collects pollen and nectar for her young entirely on her own. Different species appear from Spring to Autumn, the last one to appear in the cemetery is the Ivy Bee which times its appearance to the flowering of Ivy in September.

      We live in one of the most nature depleted countries in the world, with only 53% of our biodiversity left. A study by the Natural History Museum in 2021 places us in the bottom 10% of all countries and last of all the G7 nations.

      A good example of this decline can be seen in the numbers of Small Tortoiseshell butterflies in the which have shrunk by 75% since the 1970's.

      Butterflies present a more difficult conservation challenge compared to bees, as not only do the adults rely on nectar and pollen from flowers but their caterpillars tend to be very particular as to what plants they eat.

      The caterpillars of the Small tortoiseshell feed on common nettle (Urticadioica) and small nettle (Urtica urens). With stinging nettles not being ranked very highly as a wildflower by many people this makes conservation of this butterfly a challenge.

      There are a few nettle patches in the cemetery and these together with places
      where the adults butterflies can hibernate means there is a resident population. By accepting a degree of wildness in the cemetery it provides a refuge for this beautiful butterfly and other wildlife.

      The maintenance work carried out in the cemetery places a high priority on its value as an important site to preserve local biodiversity. The timing of the grass
      cutting in the summer is usually carried out around the beginning of June.

      This coincides with the flowering of brambles that offer an alternative source of nectar and pollen. It also allows the flowering of late summer wildflowers in August and September. These together with Ivy flowers are an important food source for insects such as queen bumblebees to build their reserves before hibernation.”

      Isn’t that impressive? I think more historic burial grounds should take an approach like this, don’t you?
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    • Day 18

      Sunny Day in Cornwall

      June 12, 2022 in England ⋅ ⛅ 63 °F

      The tender ride into Falmouth, Cornwall took twenty minutes, but it was scenic.

      Sailboats of all shapes and sizes dot a harbor flanked with castles built by Henry the 8th, but on a day like today, such history is overshadowed by the sheer joy of the elements.

      As we reached the dock, I was delighted to see a pair of nesting swans with their goslings hunkered down in tall grass and wildflowers.

      From there, it was a short walk to the beach, where Brits and other tourists enjoyed a day at the seaside.

      Larry and I hopped an open-top bus that looped us through the town. The driver even made an unofficial stop to drop us by a side gate to Falmouth’s Victorian Cemetery. The roundtrip journey cost us a whopping $4.01.

      Cheapest shore excursion ever.
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    • Day 20

      Day 19 - 20 Falmouth/Newquay

      June 19, 2022 in England ⋅ 🌧 15 °C

      An dem Tag baue ich mein Zelt ab, packe alles ein und nach dem Frühstück geht es per Bus nach Falmouth. Dort hätte ich gerne übernachtet, allerdings gibt es keine passende Unterkunft. Alles ist voll, da irgendein komisches Fest stattfindet (Sea Shanty Festival). So laufe ich zwischen den Menschenmassen umher und gehe zum Hafen. Es ist unglaublich windig dort und nach einer Weile gehe ich per Bus zurück nach Newquay. Auf dem Weg fängt es an zu regnen und es bleibt regnerisch/windig die Tage. So chille ich hauptsächlich und schaue mir am Samstagabend den Film The Black Phone im Kino an. Der ist wirklich gut gelungen und macht Spaß.Read more

    • Day 25


      April 10 in England ⋅ 🌬 12 °C

      10/4 Falmouth, Cornwall – woke early to see the white lighthouse floating by, then we could see St Mawes across the river with its castle, and then tied up in Falmouth. All passengers had to present passports to British Immigration so we had a strict order, our group was last so all filed across the stage in front of five officers, showed our passports to one of them and got looked at closely, then had a red dot put on our ship ID card, handed passports to the crew and we were able to leave. We’ll get the passports back on Wednesday when we get back into EU territory.

      It was a free morning, hadn’t quite decided what to do but saw a lovely pirate offering a history tour at 11am so told him we’d be back, went for a short walk to the St Mawes Ferry and spent 20 minutes each way across and back St Mawes/Falmouth. It was a bit lumpy crossing the River Fal, or in fact the Carrick Roads which is the third deepest natural harbour in the world after Sydney and ??not sure of the second. Rumour has it if Scotland leaves the UK they will be looking for a new submarine base….Falmouth looks promising!

      We stayed on board due to timing but the little trip was worth it, it’s a pretty little town with white houses strung along the shore and slopes, St Mawes Castle on the headland where apparently Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn once stayed. There were three crazy people swimming, we saw them strip off, jump in and pretty quickly jump out again, one went back for a second dive then out.

      The tour with Pirate Will started at the Killigrew monument, a granite pyramid in the middle of a pretty little green park, across from what was once the home of John Killigrew then his descendants (all called John) who were initially pirates…….no, actually the more polite privateers…….who had a licence to rob and plunder from their base in rural Falmouth. Then in 1613 Sir Walter Raleigh came to visit and suggested to John K 4 ‘why don’t you build a town and set up a shipping/trade/hospitality base’ and by 1615 there were four pubs and it was on the way.

      Falmouth then in 1688 became the base for the famous Packet Boats that carried mail to and from England initially to Spain and then all around the world, lasting until 1850 when steam power took over. Mail would arrive in Falmouth and be transported by ‘fast’ coach and horses to London or wherever, to London it took about five days. We heard that the Packet captains who transported gold took 1% of the value and could earn up to 20,000 pounds per year at that time, an enormous sum, but was danger money because there were still pirates.

      Falmouth grew and grew and it was a popular place to go, Beatrix Potter visited in the late 1890’s and said that the menus were written in five languages. There were consulates for many countries and the travel/history writer Philip Marsden said in one book it was a ‘town of outsiders’. Now there’s a university so more ‘incomers’ are welcomed. In the 1930s the town was full of little narrow streets, slums in some parts and there was a big clearance which opened up the town (though it wasn’t universally popular and in some cases not necessary) and now there are houses from that era hard up against Georgian, Victorian and brand-new builds, quite a mix, with some very pretty areas especially as you get away from the original waterside village.

      We climbed up above the river, had a good view from the old cemetery – another story about when the hillside collapsed and the road was covered in old coffins and skeletons. Will lives in the converted Quaker Hall and popped into his flat to pick up his accordion, sat on the wall for a couple of minutes and gave us a tune. He did a great job on the tour, enjoyed himself, not too wordy but made history come alive. As we walked down he told us a few stories about townsfolk and what they got up to, a tale of cannibalism in a shipwreck, a captive musician………..90 minutes very well spent.

      The town main street was much busier on the way back to the ship, lots of visitors on a public holiday and every second one had a dog. SO MANY dogs, big, small, well-controlled, underfoot, shops with notices saying ‘Dogs welcome’ – I think okay outside but not inside. They were everywhere and the narrow main street was really busy. We picked up a Cornish pasty to take back, sat on our balcony and I thought of my dad. He was a champion pasty maker, never forgotten.

      In the afternoon we did a bus tour around the area, it was a squished bus, a bit hard to see a lot but it was interesting all the same, the guide was very informative and we got lots of history, stories about the places we saw and a couple of stops. There was a howling gale blowing, faces just about got sandblasted at the beach, I was taking a photo of Pete looking back at St Michael’s Mount and he just about lost THE HAT – which, as we all know, he doesn’t venture out without, and he’s got a strap to pull out in case of a high wind. Then it happened, the strap snapped, hat nearly went flying. That was close!


      Anyway, back to the tour. We heard about Ralph’s Cupboard, one of many caves in the cliffs, Ralph was a giant who captured people stored them in the cave until he ate them. The tide was out so we could see people walking across the causeway to St Michael’s Mount, we’d done that in 2013 when we stayed in Penzance with Jen, it’s a beautiful little island and house. There was so much gorse on the hills, I asked if it was a noxious week like in NZ but the guide said ‘oh no, we like it, sometimes it gets burnt off but not often’. There were spring blossoms on the trees, I saw a couple of paddocks full of daffodils ready for picking, even saw a couple of calves with their mums. There were a few swimmers and surfers on the beaches, lots of craggy cliffs.

      And of course we can't forget the mining history of Cornwall, with abandoned mine chimneys and buildings across the hills and all around the countryside, hard to believe they went down more than 3000 feet in some cases, and well out under the sea. It's hard to imagine the life of miners, and how brave they were too in mostly awful conditions.

      So that was our short stay in lovely Cornwall, we’d like to go back again, there’s so much to see.

      I should say that there may be different photos on my Facebook page if you want to have a look. Thanks for reading my thoughts about our trip.
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    • Day 4


      June 3, 2022 in England ⋅ ☀️ 19 °C

      Wetherspoons! The pilgrimage is complete, don't think I've ever worked so hard for a pizza but hell I'm going to knock back a few and demolish some food after yesterday. Also be good to hide from the sun for a couple of hours because it's hot af. The ferry crossing earlier was pretty dodgy, there were 4 bikes, 7 people and 2 huge bags all squished onto a tiny boatRead more

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    • Day 42

      Falmouth, United Kingdom

      September 13, 2017 in England ⋅ ⛅ 13 °C

      We drove about 1.5 hours through Cornwall to the southern most point of the peninsula at Land’s End. The trip took us through the countryside of small villages, pastures, fields, and granite stone houses. We passed St. Michael’s Mount, the daughter Benedictine house of Mont St. Michel in Normandy.
      Luckily we had our cream tea with scones first, since we arrived in a cold, rainy, windy downpour. Soon the skies cleared and we walked the rocky Cornish coast.
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      Traveler  Nothing like a wonderful afternoon English tea.


      Traveler  The scenery is absolutely wonderful!!

    • Day 2


      May 29, 2017 in England ⋅ ☁️ 14 °C

      We had picked up a stowaway about 40 miles south of Ireland and the racing pigeon left us near the Scillies. I hoped we had brought him closer to home and not future away.

      Next morning the sun came out and it soon got hot and dried the decks.
      At 14.00 on we rounded Lands End and headed east for the Lizard then north towards Falmouth.

      The wind picked up and we had a lovely sail until we reached the mouth of the harbour.
      We motored the rest of the way and having seen that the Harbourmasters pontoons were full with many rafted up so we tied up at the nearby Port Pendennis Marina at 19.30.

      Every body had gone home so we just plugged in and wandered up the town to have a look around

      I was surprised to see a banner hung across the main street for the ‘Molgoggers’ a local Cobh sea shanty group who were appearing at a festival in the town. Unfortunally I would be in Lymington when they were here.

      We had a pint ashore but as we were tired and soon returned to Eureka and had a pleasant night’s sleep.
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    • Day 6

      Coverack to Mawman Smith

      June 28, 2018 in England ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

      More beautiful weather. Amazing to walk with no rain jackets or fleeces. Heatwave all over UK. Another 13miles and excitement of crossing estuaries. First one we just made it across as the tide was sweeping in and second one across the Helston didn’t happen as easterly winds cancelled the ferry. To many of us great relief to sit and have ice cream/ beer and wait for a taxi!Read more

    • Day 26

      A walk around Falmouth

      February 27 in England ⋅ ☀️ 6 °C

      We spent a very pleasant couple of hours wandering around Falmouth. All we bought was a pale green hooded lightweight jacket for Mark to take to Africa.

      When we'd had enough walking, we saw a blackboard outside a pub that said, 'If you've got the grub, we've got the pub'. So, we went in for a cider and ate the packed lunch we'd brought with us! What a great idea!! 😀Read more

    You might also know this place by the following names:

    Falmouth, Фолмът, Aberfala, Aberfal, فالموث، کورنوال, UFM, ファルマス, 팰머스, Falmuthum, Фалмут, 法尔茅斯

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