Where Cannons Guard the Fal!
Pendennis Castle grips the Fal’s edge, its cannons set by Henry VIII to watch for foes. Built in the 1540s, it stood firm—through Elizabeth’s Armada scares, a starving 1646 siege, even WWII mines. Roseland’s headland holds its scars: ramparts worn, guns silent, yet the Cornish claim it as theirs. No scroll lists its secrets, but each stone hums grit—falcons soar, tides churn below. Across the water, St Mawes echoes its guard, twin forts framing Carrick Roads.
Today, Pendennis lives—ferries hum from St Mawes, Falmouth’s pubs pour Keltek. Climb its keep, trace siege tales, feel Roseland’s pulse. No kings’ creeds here, just earth—hydrangeas bloom at Trelissick, roundhouses dot Veryan. Stay in Fal’s nooks, sketch cannons’ aim, let the headland’s watch guide your pen. Pendennis’ soul is its stand, Cornwall’s rock by the sea.
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