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Myths and Legends 

 The land was Lyonnesse and legend states that it was all swallowed by the ocean in a single night. Many myths and stories surround this lost land and it is oft said that on a calm day one can still hear the bells of the many churches softly ringing in the seas off the west Cornish coast.

Porthcurno 

The Hurler's Stone Circle

The name "Hurlers" derives from a legend, in which men were playing Cornish hurling on a Sunday and were magically transformed into stones as punishment.

Sea Monster St Mary Magdalene Church Launceston

Pendour Cove 

 Long ago, a beautiful and richly-dressed woman occasionally attended services at St. Senara's Church in Zennor, and sometimes atMorvah. The parishioners were enchanted by her beauty and her voice, for her singing was sweeter than all the rest. She appeared infrequently for scores of years, but never seemed to age, and nobody knew whence she came, although they watched her from the summit of Tregarthen Hill. After many years, the mysterious woman became interested in a young man named Mathey Trewella,[i] "the best singer in the parish." One day he followed her home, and disappeared; neither was ever seen again in Zennor Church

The Padstow Doom Bar 

 According to local folklore, the Doom Bar was created by the Mermaid of Padstow as a dying curse after being shot. In 1906, Enys Tregarthen wrote that a Padstow local, Tristram Bird, bought a new gun and wanted to shoot something worthy of it. He went hunting seals at Hawker's Cove but found a young woman sitting on a rock brushing her hair. Entranced by her beauty, he offered to marry her and when she refused he shot her in retaliation, only realising afterwards that she was a mermaid. As she died she cursed the harbour with a "bar of doom", from Hawker's Cove to Trebetherick Bay. A terrible gale blew up that night and when it finally subsided there was the sandbar, "covered with wrecks of ships and bodies of drowned men

Trencrom Hill 

 Giant Trecobben , who lived upon Trencrom Hill would regularly hurl his hammer to his brother Cormoran who lived on St Michael's Mount. Alas one day Trecobben missed and slew Cormelian, his brother's wife.

‘I am not sure that I do not prefer my congregation of ghosts,’

The Rectory Warleggan 

Roche Rock 

 As he neared the end of his mortal life remorse began to creep up on Tregeagle. There was practically no sin he had not committed and in an attempt to escape the just reward of so wicked a life in the hereafter he lavished money on the church and the poor trusting to obtain the help of the clergy to save him from the clutches of the Evil One.

Showery Tor 

And your steel heart search, Stranger,
That you may pause and pray
For lovers who come not to bed
Upon their wedding day.

Dragon St Mary Magdalene Church Launceston

Why are some mythical beasts like dragons so credible while others aren't?

Dozmary Pool 

 There drew he forth the brand Excalibur,

And o’er him, drawing it, the winter moon,
Brightening the skirts of a long cloud, ran forth
And sparkled keen with frost against the hilt:
For all the haft twinkled with diamond sparks,
Myriads of topaz-lights, and jacinth-work
Of subtlest jewellery

Before the worlds were created there was only empty void, Ginnungagap; at either end of this space was Muspelheim, the realm of fire, and Niflheim, the realm of ice. These two reached out across the gulf, fire and ice, until they touched. The combination of these elements created The first being, Ymir, the giant.

The Devil's Jump 

And the Devil, in his desperation to escape from his pursuers, leaped  across the valley in one bound and the place where he jumped is now known as The Devil's Jump.

 Green Park

 Green Park has had its own ‘Death Tree’ that the local homeless shun and suicides head to

The beast came after him, but Columba made the sign of the Cross and commanded: "Go no further. Do not touch the man. Go back at once."[19] The beast immediately halted as if it had been "pulled back with ropes" and fled in terror, and both Columba's men and the pagan Picts praised God for the miracle

Loch Ness