Season: winter
This return to Restronguet Passage coincided with a peaceful morning in February. The sea was like glass and birdsong was all around. The scenery is exceptional here, bestowing a particular charm in the early morning before most people are out and about. The popularity of this part of Cornwall makes an off-season visit even more enjoyable.
Resident Deborah explains the enduring appeal of Restronguet Passage.
The tranquility of Weir beach at Restronguet Passage.
Season: winter
Restronguet Passage covers a varied stretch of crag and beach, from Weir beach up towards the Pandora Inn, with the Carnon River beyond. There’s always plenty to see here, whether you’re looking across to Turnaware beach and the Roseland Peninsula or towards Restronguet Point itself. The winding lane and path are tree-covered and feel secret, offering glimpses of outstanding natural beauty out to the water as you ramble along, plus on this occasion a rainbow.
What the beach means to Samantha.
A changeable scene, including the Pandora Inn at Restronguet Passage
Season: spring
A low tide showcased Weir Beach, located just below Restronguet Barton village alongside Restronguet Passage at the top of Carrick Roads. You could see the boat houses by the water and a lone oyster dredger, working the end of the season. It was a windy day, but the sun broke through in patches, throwing pools of light onto the sea.
The appeal of natural elements at the beach for Emily.
A view from the water’s edge at low tide on Weir Beach.
Season: spring
I got down to Restronguet Creek before the well-heeled lunch visitors to the newly refurbished Pandora Inn. The pub has been sympathetically restored, looking across to Restronguet Point at the top of Carrick Roads, south of Truro.
With Lizzie outside the Pandora Inn.
Season: autumn
It felt quiet down at Restronguet Passage, with the famous Pandora Inn being reroofed after a fire and not many people about on a dull October morning. The beach looks across through the swinging moorings to the affluent Restronguet Point. This is now a leisure waterway, very different to the industrial scenes of drag mining across the Carnon River hundreds of years ago.
By the water at Restronguet Passage.
A chat with a passing walker.
The beach is my childhood. Whether turning stones to see what I could find, or catching eels and crabs from the pontoon. Also, the old oyster fishermen featured heavily in my early years. Restronguet Creek is home. I just love it.