Diary from The Tinners Coast – 25th April 2012

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A walk along the coast path towards Botallack (after the gale force winds have dropped). I come across a lizard basking in the sun on a Coast Path sign – I hope no one saw me creeping-up on hands and knees to get this picture – typically I only had a normal lens on my camera

Diary from The Tinners Coast – 24th April 2012

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head off to Truro to spend some more time in the Royal Cornwall Museum. I revisit the minerals and mining section to look more closely at certain things, and spend time in the art galleries. I am drawn to the Arts and Crafts Newlyn copper work – the Arts and Crafts designs are great examples of that era – and the craftsmanship is superb.

Diary from The Tinners Coast – 21st April 2012

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The area is one of huge contrasts. Dark mines that haven’t seen natural light and the big skies and sea scapes above. Exposed granite cliffs – windswept and rugged, drop down into lush, sheltered valleys where sounds change with each drop in depth, bird song fills the air and chattering streams run to the sea.

Diary from The Tinners Coast – 17th April 2012

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I take a trip around the Geevor Mine. I have been to the mine before, but never spent time in the processing buildings or the museum. The underground tour of Wheal Mexico, compared to other underground trips, is very dry and easy to navigate. It is interesting to see this older mine and learn about the working practices, especially around the time of the introduction of gunpowder.

Diary from The Tinners Coast – 16th April 2012

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A kestrel has been hunting right outside the studio window for most of the day, hanging still in the blustery wind – I could almost reach out and touch it. A raven sat above the cottage before flying off around the Cape, swallows fly beneath me on the cliffs and a pair of crows gather nesting material in their beaks from the back of Priests Cove and fly right out to sea until I can no longer see them – I wonder where they’re going?