
Luckily this wondrous little monument is now clear of vegetation. The onward route beckons to Langstone Downs...
Luckily this wondrous little monument is now clear of vegetation. The onward route beckons to Langstone Downs...
The Langstone Downs trio of cairns crowns the skyline... with the lovely little ‘tramway’ cist nearer to hand.
Looking very approx southeast across the long cairn
The long cairn from the track... Duh, that was easy, then.
Impressed with this... much more here than I had thought. Rain had stopped, too.. sunburst! Sharp Tor rises beyond, this horseshoe walk’s final port of call.
Stowe’s Pound (right) and Caradon Hill from the wondrous Sharp Tor. The Hurlers are betwixt the two...
Sharp Tor can be seen beyond... well worth a clamber since it is an excellent viewpoint.
I hadn’t done my homework – properly, anyway – so impressed by the sheer size of these cairns.
Retrospective of the site looking east from Porth Island...
Entrance to inner enclosure occupying Porth island, with bridge across a tidal chasm. Note the round barrow, top left, with the track of doom heading straight for it...
One of the many lines of defence, inner enclosure...
Looking approx NE across Whipsiderry Beach... no wonder Newquay’s the surfing capital of the UK.
Way to go dudes! Note the round barrow upon the cliff top, approx upper centre.
Looking across a fine cliff line to the round barrow within the outer enclosure. Steady, now.
Looking across to Porth Island and the inner enclosure. Note the large – but eroded – round barrow, centre-left background.
More like a Norman motte than a round barrow... but then motte’s don’t have kists and cremation burials within them...
Looking approx SW across Gerrans Bay from the summit. A great place to just hang out.
Apparently 18ft high today... but 28ft back in 1855. Surely not?
The rucksack gives some indication of the massive scale of this behemoth!
The view was too exquisite to relinquish without an extended tarry...
The Logan Stone seemingly defying the laws of physics
Looking down upon the entrance to the inner sanctum sanatorium from ‘the gods’, so to speak
Inner-most defences... although quite what they were defending wasn’t clear, suggesting more of a symbolic role?
Emphasising the behemoth of an outer cross-bank.... or at least the eastern section, that is.
The ‘inner enclosure’ occupies the castellated granite headland bearing the ‘Logan Rock’. Didn’t seem to be much scope for occupation on there by anything obeying the laws of physics, to be fair.
Looking from Treen Cliff to approx northwest.