SPRING NEWSLETTER 2018
MARCH EXPEDITION FOR CORNWALL HOSPICE CARE
Written Diaries recording Spring Expeditions will appear here (photos and video diaries will appear on FaceBook ‘Robin Moore’s Walking For Charity Page’.
THE ST PIRAN’S WALK
Fortunately the weather held and we managed to complete a partially modified section of the local St Piran’s Trail. We also enjoyed a splendid evening at Carharrack Club thanks to local band BLACK EYED NANCY who played in honour of Cornwall Hospice Care. Although sparsely attended due to weather and time of year we are expecting a significantly larger turn out for the May Beer Festival when we will be walking for the Children’s Hospice. Don’t miss out on this great weekend of fun!
EASTER WALK – Supporting Cornwall Hospice Care – CHC
Local pub walk (5 miles) to be published on Facebook
WALKING THE CORNISH PILGRIMAGE
Robin Moore will be walking the Cornish Pilgrimage (200 miles), from Morwenstow to St Michael’s Mount during April/May for Cornwall Hospice.
The itinerary includes a Bank Holiday Saturday Walk around the Gwennap Region (9 miles) and entertainment at local inns throughout the weekend.
For more details about the event, Robin’s walks around the world and books detailing his adventures visit: http://www.robin-moore.co.uk
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You can either join us for part of the Pilgrimage or turn up on the Bank Holiday Walk for noon start. Await details or phone me on 01209 822 025.
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THE CORNISH PILGRIMAGE SPRING WALK ITINERARY (April/May)
Clive and I will be walking The Cornish Pilgrimage at the end of April in memory of Hazel’s daughter Zoey and to raise funds for Cornwall Hospice Care.
The Route will take in Launceston, The Saints Way and our local Gwennap Pilgrimage over the Bank Holiday period (see the next section below); I will then continue to St Michael’s Mount.
ITINERARY – 27th April to 8th May
Day 1: Langdon Cross – 28th April
Day 2: Altarnun
Day 3: Padstow
THE SAINTS WAY – 1st May
Day 4: Lanivet/Lanlivery
Day 5: Golant/Fowey –
Day 6: Pentewen/Mevagissey
Day 7. St Just-in-Roseland
RIVER CROSSING WITH ‘TIM AND FLUSHING GIG ROWERS’ –
Day 8. Carharrack (Bank Holiday Entertainment at St Day Inn
Day 9. Gwennap Pilgrimage (see below) – Saturday
SUNDAY – Raffle and Motor cycle Raleigh
Day 10. St Ives – Bank Holiday Monday
Day 11. ST MICHAELS MOUNT
For a full itinerary and overview of The Cornish Pilgrimage please visit:
MAY BANK HOLIDAY WALK – SUNDAY 6th MAY
THE GWENNAP PILGRIMAGE
Continuing the Cornish Pilgrimage, we invite the public to join us on the Gwennap Section which is made up of a circular walk from Gwennap Church though we will start and finish from one of the pub car parks. We also hope to run a raffle for Cornwall Hospice Care Sunday evening at the Coppice after the Bike Rally.
THE PARISH OF GWENNAP
Gwennap; Trevarth; Lanner; Vogue; St Day and Carharrack;
The Coppice, Lanner; Star Inn, Vogue; St Day
Inn; The Fox & Hounds, Comford.
Using public footpaths, bridleways and byways the route also
follows tramways, mineral trails and Route 3.
STARTING FROM THE PUB
From The a Fox & Hounds cross to the Comford/Carharrack Road,
turn right and walk a hundred metres uphill to the
footpath on the right. Climb the granite steps to access the path
and walk through the escarpment in the direction of Gwennap. Be
mindful of rabbit warrens and any other obstacles that nature has
cultivated along the way; at the gate turn left and walk through
the pastures alongside the estate.
STARTING FROM THE CHURCH
From Gwennap Church This route is also accessible
from a bridleway halfway along the Gwennap/Comford Road,
though this path is often flooded during winter months. Reaching
the top of Comford Hill, join the Carharrack Road briefly: then,
with caution, cross to the byway opposite. This is marked by a
shell on a tree to the left of the lane, and from here the journey
continues for half a mile to Trevarth on the Lanner Road.
Turn left at the Lanner Road and walk another half mile to the
Coppice where you can collect your first passport stamp. The inn
caters for young families and serves coffee alongside the bar
menu making it a prime location for the pilgrimage. Lanner
evolved from a hamlet to a village when Tresavean Mine became
active giving rise to the terraces which exist here today. The road
to Redruth, which dated back to Roman times, was used by
pilgrims as an alternative route (via St Day) to St Michael’s
Mount. Leaving the Coppice, cross the busy main road and
continue towards Tresavean Estate, keeping a lookout for scallop
shells along the lane on the right. Here you will join the Tramroad
which veers away to a track on the right as it continues in the
direction of Redruth. The tramway was opened as part of the
Hayle Railway hauling Welsh Coal and locally mined copper
during the 19th century. With the decline of industry it closed in
1936, when it has since become a leisure route and a home to
native fauna. Having walked a mile beside hedgerows and
paddocks you will reach a gated junction near the water tower.
Here the Gwennap Route (way-marked as a mineral trail) turns
right away from the main Pilgrimage Trail which continues to
Churchtown, Camborne and St Michael’s Mount. For a more
substantial circular walk you may continue to Churchtown and
return to Gwennap Pit via Redruth along Route 3. For young
families we recommend you follow the mineral trail down Tram
Cross Lane passing the B/B: then cross the road to join the Carn
Marth Trail on the opposite side. Follow the mineral trail to
Pennance Mine, and then continue uphill past the quarry
amphitheatre to the lake at the top of Carn Marth. The top of Carn
Marth affords panoramic views over Carharrack and the Gwennap
Region and is designated an area of great landscape value; from
the lake veer right and walk downhill to the next lane which is
marked by an old ruin. This lane descends to a byway: at the
bottom, turn left and walk about 300 metres to Gwennap Pit. John
Wesley preached at the open air amphitheatre on 18 occasions
during the latter part of the 18th century (1776 onwards) and
services are still held here including one at Whitsun. The pit was
naturally formed by mining subsidence during a period when the
Gwennap region made up the richest square mile on the planet.
John Wesley would have shown little interest in such wealth as
his concern was for the ordinary people who toiled to survive
during that great period of Cornish History. There is a tea room at
the Visitor Centre which is manned by volunteers between May
and Mid-September: the officer in charge will mark your passport
with the official Gwennap Stamp. Passports and guides are also
available here. At the end of the road junction, turn right onto
Route 3 and walk downhill to Vogue. The Vogue Shute has long
been remembered for its contribution to the community
supplying water for St Day before the introduction of mains feed
after the Second World War. These days thirst is enjoyed at the
popular Star Inn where it may be possible to obtain a Pilgrim
Stamp as well as refreshment. Continuing uphill past the
recreation ground you will also find the St Day Inn and the Holy
Trinity Church which are designated pilgrim stops. The old church
in St Day is worth a visit too: although abandoned in 1956 it was
a place of worship from 1829, and in contemporary times has
become a community venue exhibiting historic artefacts.
Leaving the village via School Hill, descend to the bottom and
cross the byway (Route 3) to the footpath opposite which is the
route into Carharrack. The trail comes out near Carharrack Club
where you continue downhill passed the Wesleyan Chapel to the
St Piran’s Church on Church Street. St Piran is the patron saint of
Cornwall and this much-loved church is the soul of the community
holding services on Sunday as well as hosting charity events
throughout the year. St Piran’s was built in the 1880’s as a
Mission Church to Gwennap Parish Church.
Nearby is the Carharrack Stars inn which has been a popular
watering hole for many years; at the opposite end of the village
is the site of the old coal yard for The Redruth & Chacewater
Railway built to serve the mining boom of the early 19th century.
Like the Portreath Tramroad, it was horse-drawn for part of its life
and provided a useful link to the coast-to-coast railway which
helped the development of inland mines.
Continuing downhill beyond the inn, take the second right turn
onto Sparry Lane and walk 300 metres to Trevince Woods.
Reaching the fenced perimeter, turn left and walk along the
bridleway where you need to be mindful of equestrians who
frequently follow this course. It is a pleasant walk crossing the
woods on the way to Gwennap Church. Wildlife abounds in these
woodlands exposing walkers to enumerable mammals including
buzzards, foxes and badgers.
At the end of the footpath leave the woods by turning right onto
the Gwennap Road; this lovely winding section is formed
alongside running water interchanging at the church where the
SPRING BANK HOLIDAY WALK AND BEER FESTIVAL
Join us at Carharrack Club’s Bank Holiday Beer Festival and Morning Walk for Children’s Hospice Southwest. The local St Piran’s Trail officially starts at the church though we will be meeting at the club around 10.30am on Saturday and walking the 5-mile route via Pink Moors, Mount Ambrose, Vogue and Wheal Damsel.
VENUE: Carharrack Club
DISTANCE: 5 MILES
REGISTRATION: Participants can register at the club or on the day for £10 which will entitle them to a colour guide booklet of the walk. All proceeds go to the charity And we hope to provide a certificate of achievement for those who have walked and raised funds for this worthy cause.
For more information about local walks and fundraising visit: http://www.robin-moore.co.uk
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THE ST DAY WALK – To be published after Easter, will take place in June over the Feast Weekend.
THE GREAT WAR TRILIOGY
3 books set for completion by Autumn, describe Robin Moore’s expeditions across Europe’s battle fields of the Great War; each story commemorates the fallen, revisits the final days of the war horse, pays respect to my relatives who fought in the campaign (my grand dad enlisted at 14 and was still under age when the Armistice took place), the many war poets who died in this campaign. Here are a few poems of my own which attempts to tell a story of one of the world’s great tragedies.
POEMS FROM ROBIN MOORES GREAT WAR PILGRIMAGE
A Triliogy of the Great War
POEM – ‘A Pilgrimage Borne from War’
‘Summoned by the call to arms we proudly enlist,
We are the young liberators who care not of risk,
Compelled by a sense of duty to do what is right,
The War is our calling and God’s cause is our fight.’
‘We fear not the harshness of a war unknown,
But then, it won’t last long and we can all go home,
It will be a chance to travel, adventure at its best,
We’ll be back by Christmas, victorious in our quest.’
Buoyant with optimism our soldiers sail South,
To a tumultuous welcome in wait at Hell’s Mouth,
Where the closeness of conflict amid mud and barbed wire,
Sees ‘tommies’ dodging shrapnel from deafening shell fire.
The guns boom louder here, evoking fear across the land
Reducing historic towns to mounds of brick and sand,
So onward to the field they go, into its world of eerie gloom,
This is no place for a young man who knew a better life at home.
Memories of fun are a far cry from here,
Where rats run rampant in trenches near,
‘Stark as it is, we stand stoic and true,
To our cause to free Europe which we aim to see through.’
Above the parapet, the jaws of hell open wider still,
In an oncoming storm that threatens life at will,
A fierce barrage rages throughout the night,
As we steel ourselves nervously for the imminent fight
‘The dawn whistle blows and we go over the top,
To face bullet and barbed wire until we finally drop,
Amid darkness of ‘no mans land’, gun fire and gore,
Our destiny is sealed by a pilgrimage borne from war.’
By Robin Moore
Poem – Kitchener’s Army of ‘Pals’
The Great War rages on with the reaper as its guide,
Hovering in the theatre of battle to visit death upon each side,
And as the allies push toward the banks of the Somme,
They find another road to hell amid shell, barbed wire and bomb.
The whisper of the Somme ushered forth more men in boots,
Young, fit and keen to fight are Lord Kitchener’s new recruits,
Old pals from Blighty, so happy and cheerful they once did roam,
Soon to embrace the wrath of conflict, many miles from home.
Summer marches on as The Battle of Albert draws near,
Beneath the mask of laughter and fun is a sense of growing fear,
Generals speak bold words of gallantry, duty and ultimate victory,
Could anything possibly halt this great surge of equanimity?
Onward march Kitchener’s men in hearty voice and cheer,
To the front they go, their songs and anthems clear,
Dawn approaches fast, with the big guns soon to stop,
And for the old pals to fix bayonets, ready to go over the top.
There’s no time to think of the day to come,
Still young with cool air and rising sun,
Gone is the life that we once knew,
Replaced by bullet, barb wire and spew.
60,000 fell on that first morning of battle,
Pushed over the top like herds of cattle,
Summer long fighting saw a million dead,
In a bloodbath of youth who were badly mislead.
Today, a land of white tablets tell of shortness of life,
From Maricourt to Albert where conflict was rife,
Like a bridge spanning nations helping the world to cope,
It’s now a place of remembrance, peace and great hope.
By Robin Moore
POEM – ‘No Winners in War’
Each ruling party believed their cause to be right,
Prompting seven countries of Europe to rise up in a fight,
Enthusiasm and excitement for this war of insanity
Made the Continent a dark place of great calamity.
Remember the upsurge of patriotic elation,
Men cheering from trains on their way to damnation,
But when our ‘Champions of Liberty’ waged war on the ‘Hun’,
The lights went out in Europe for a long time to come.
Who would rise victorious from this cauldron of madness,
Halt tolling bells from their mournful sadness,
Both sides face defeat with a generation lost,
Because No one envisaged a great war at such cost.
Ultimately, death to old Europe is the final result
Who will modernise, rebuild it, and who is at fault
Emotions were mixed over who was to blame,
But war to the elite is little more than a game
A moment of madness lit the touch fuse to war
Belgium first subjugated breaking peace treaty law,
Then France sacked and ruined in a 4 year assault,
Until finally a railway carriage brought war to a halt
Now Autumn guns fall silent across the land,
Their deadly action powerless without command,
Soon, trees will grow tall again in wooded glades,
And poppies bright red to mark fallen comrades
So the war was really over, like a new gift of life
No more waterlogged trenches amid winter strife,
Thank God for an end to those dreadful 4 years,
No one else will die now, no more burials and tears
But that’s little comfort to the young men who fell
Sent from many nations to this place they call hell,
They’ll never know this euphoria, for they are all gone
Rotting in foreign battlefields a long way from home.
By Robin Moore
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