Camborne

Welcome to Camborne

Camborne’s soul thunders from giants to miners, its earth carved by myth and metal. Five thousand years ago, Neolithic hands raised the Giant’s Frying Pan—Carwynnen Quoit—a 10-ton granite tomb whispering of giants striding Carn Brea. Just 1,300 giant steps away (~3 miles), the Great Flat Lode roared in the 1860s, its tin and copper veins fueling Camborne’s global might. Engine houses, now silent, dot the 7.5-mile trail, their granite bones guarding 90,000 tons of tin pulled from depths to 600 meters. Walk the lode’s path, where gorse frames derelict pumps, or stand beneath the quoit’s capstone, feeling time’s weight. Camborne’s grit lives in its mines and mysteries, a 30-minute jaunt from Padstow’s harbor glow. Hike the trail, chase giant shadows, then curl up in our fisherman’s cottage, the moor’s breeze still on your skin and pinkness in your cheeks. Scribble your story where Cornwall’s past pulses and matches your future adventures.