Quoit -meaning the flat covering stone of a dolmen.
Dolmen- meaning a type of single megalithic tomb with a large flat stone laid on upright ones.
Most date from the early Neolithic (4000–3000 BC) as does the one at Pendarves near Camborne Cornwall.
The word Dol-men originates from two Breton words meaning Stone-table.
GD and I came across the Quoit by chance as we passed by at the top end of Pip’s field.
On the board at the top of the field it showed how people have met beneath and around the stones gathering together in community, there is an old black and white photograph from 1925 up there. I couldn’t help think if this tomb is almost five thousand years old how many feet have walked the earth that I was walking, how many souls have looked out across the changing landscape, as I was doing now on this overcast and rainy June morning, but the one thing that connected every soul from across the centuries was the stones.
The map showed us where we could park safely so we set off down tiny lanes
for Treslothan church.
Parking here was a little surreal, there are some very old buildings, it was a different world to the busy town we had only minutes before passed through.
Go up the hill just a little ways and turn right by the old well.
And take the bridleway that passes by the old school house.
Down the pathway.
across the wooden steps.
Keeping to the right of the field, Stennack woods are in front of you
So many beautiful hedgerow flowers, the colours delighting, the sound of bird song enthralling, the wind in the trees entrancing.
On reaching the woods take the path that lies straight ahead not the right or the left.
It was a very muddy and uneven path but it had been raining. Even so I would say not suitable for wheelchairs or buggies, not today for sure.
GD and I reached the lane where at the top you would turn right down the lane which will lead you to the frying Pan or ‘Pips’ field leading to the Pendarves Quoit also called Carwynnen. But we wanted to explore where we were a little more first.
We loved this fallen tree which looked to us both like a cow’s head.
Choices two paths.
The path says no…. or only who dares?
Old woodland floor.
About this time after a lovely mornings walking, my leg begun to protest and so GD and I headed back for the car with a promise to complete our walk another day.
The way back.
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