Summer is a busy time for me, I will explain why, for the moment allow me to break my post drought with a small piece of Talland Bay.

Situated betwixt Looe and Polperro you will find Talland. It is overlooked by the Cornish, much like the rest of South East Cornwall, but for those faithful devotees that return to Looe and the surrounding area year after year it is perennially popular.



So much so that on the decision to visit for a quick swim one warm August afternoon we had the uniquely Cornish experience of encountering a prim Mercedes that flatly refused to reverse to a passing place despite being slowly advanced upon by an increasing line of overheating vehicles – manned by equally overheating drivers. It takes a special kind of obstinance to accomplish a hold up of this magnitude.

On an unrelated note, you might find yourself  lucky enough to bask in the reflected glory of the brilliance of Richard and Judy on a visit here,  Talland being the hallowed site of their obligatory holiday home in the County. So says the locals at least. And Wikipedia. I regret to say I have no first hand evidence.

The juxtaposition of the raffish charms of Looe and the secluded elegance of Talland, more akin to the Roseland than the bucket-and-spade cliché, show the difference of a few miles.

Talland shares the same geology as Cawsand and Kingsand, which is a strange purpley-pink Rhyolite. That really is about the extent of the information I can  relay about this at the moment, most of the information about this is only accessible via Uni of Plymouth and is written for academic Geologists. Which I am most certainly not.


It matters little because all I really care about is that makes for some good rockpooling and clear water.


The church here is a shining example of one that serves as a mini-museum, containing an interesting exhibition of the history of this little cove, including the wreck of the Marguerite, a french steam trawler, in 1922, with all aboard rescued by a daring feat by the crew of the Ryder lifeboat out of Looe.


There we go then, a short post on Talland, busy as all hell yet weirdly unknown or at least unmentioned by Cornish folk outside of the area.

It is actually similar in a way to Hemmick but much more developed.

Feels good to write again.