Having grown up as a wee lad in Cornwall, I spent the majority of my time escaping into such countryside for endless hours. I remember the welcome solitude - gorse, bracken, granite and crumbling tin mines, engine houses and shafts to throw rocks down. Thanks for this video. Now living overseas in my later years - it reminds me of my youth.
My late father’s playground! He grew up in madron played on madron carn all the way out to ding dong mine back in the 1930s I don’t suppose the countryside looks much different from those day’s really, Unique the penwith moors. Thank you.👍
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Having grown up as a wee lad in Cornwall, I spent the majority of my time escaping into such countryside for endless hours. I remember the welcome solitude - gorse, bracken, granite and crumbling tin mines, engine houses and shafts to throw rocks down. Thanks for this video. Now living overseas in my later years - it reminds me of my youth.
My late father’s playground! He grew up in madron played on madron carn all the way out to ding dong mine back in the 1930s
I don’t suppose the countryside looks much different from those day’s really,
Unique the penwith moors. Thank you.👍