Friday 19th May
Folk started arriving at the Tregedna Farm site, which is close to two beaches and very relaxed. Nice enough facilities and just £8.50 a night/person. Quite a bit of alcohol flowed and we were bothered by midges.
Quiet and mellow was the request for the first weekend so we launched, with some difficulty, in Gweek at the top of the Helford River estuary. Setting for romantic novels this was a lovely float, with a following wind and outgoing tide. Mario led, assisted by Emily. As we approached the sea it became more lively and the last section round to Maenporth beach was more challenging than mellow. Coffee and ice-cream gave succour to the needy. 10 nautical miles done.
The plan was to go up Carrick Roads to Malpas, with a pushing tide and following wind. While shuttles were driven, nervous paddlers gazed at a choppy sea which promised a challenging start. 15 paddlers eventually launched at Swanpool, led by Emily and Mario in two groups. No capsizes though a few anxious moments and soon we were round the corner into a sheltered cove for a breather. Things settled down as we headed north up this big ria or flooded valley. Avoiding the many sailing vessels and the odd ferry we came across ocean going ships anchored. A rocky beach was all we could find for a short lunch break before pressing on to Malpas. With a delayed start we did not want to be fighting the tide. At Malpas we had nearly reached Truro, covering 11.5nm.
As the wage slaves returned to work a smaller group of ten headed for Coverack, aiming to paddle to Maenporth by way of The Manacles, a notorious set of rocks where many sailing ships have foundered. Five lingered there to practice rocky landings with a one metre swell adding zest to the challenge. We all made it onto the rocks and eventually back to our boats, learning much about rope handling. Richard led the day. One poor soul suffered with sea sickness in the lumpy conditions. On the way into Maenporth Richard noticed two hapless SUP novices being blown out to sea, so throw-tows to the rescue. More coffee and ice-cream.
After three days of trips we needed a shorter day, so Paul led eight of us from Maenporth to Swanpool and back, practising scenarios and rescues. A total panic capsize led to a swamped bulkhead compartment and a rescuer swimming. Much amusement but some good learning too.
With a strong south easterly wind we transferred over to the other side of the Lizard for a trip from Mullion to Kynance Cove and return. Spectacular cliffs and some adventurous rock-hopping illuminated the trip. Mario led the group all day. Kynance is worth a visit as it has caves and sandy beaches with sea stacks. At Mullion we grabbed teas and ice-creams just as the tea shop closed, at just after 4pm!
A visit to the SeaKayakingCornwall shop gave us useful information and people flexed their plastic to buy bits of kit. We had intended to go to the west coast for a surf day but discovered our own Maenporth had surf up to one metre and few other surfers. We enjoyed some excellent rides and very few capsizes. The mission was clear. Get those rolls sorted.
We were joined by Adam, our distant member from Teignmouth and Alex, a 4 star trainee from Germany, here to do a course with SKC the following week. With easterly winds we headed over to Portreath to paddle down to Godrevy Point and back. Sunny conditions and a west coast swell made for a fantastic day with some excellent rock hopping for this competent group . At Godrevy we landed on the tourist beach and harvested some excellent mussels for tea. Godrevy Island has a lighthouse and a dramatic passage through the cleft which splits the island.
Even bigger mussels on the walls as we flashed through the gap. For the last section to Portreath we faced a strong wind at F6 but clawed slowly round into the bay to land through minor surf.
Ian arrived from Dartmouth but a planned trip round the Lizard was postponed due to wind. Instead we concocted a paddle out of Church Mylor round to Zone Point.
This passes the lighthouse of Fraggle Rock fame and gives access to some interesting caves, one of which we backed into for some distance.
Clive’s shoulder ruled him out for the day and the rest of the week.
On our last day six succeeded in rounding the Lizard, having launched from the iconic Cadgwith Cove, setting for that fishing series on telly. Clive and I drove, so no shuttle required.
Dave and Mario led jointly. We tracked them past the Lizard, after which the lumpy conditions settled down. The drivers went off for lunch, nursing injuries, while the paddlers cruised round past Kynance to Mullion. We introduced our new German friend to the delights of a cream tea before breaking camp and heading home.
In all a great trip which catered for all levels of ability. Thanks to the aspirant 4 star leaders who did the work to make it safe and enjoyable.