We've just returned from a lovely restful weekend in Cornwall. We stayed in Penzance but managed to fit an awful lot in. On the way down we stopped at the Hawkins Inn at Zelah, near St Angnes. After we'd refuelled we went down to St Anges and then down through to Trevaunance Cove a mile or so on toward the coast. We both liked it there. Joe explored while I looked around the few shops. They tried to rebuild the harbour 5 times there, but each time it's been swept away by the sea. I think they've given up now.
After Trevaunance we drove straight to Penzance and found our B&B, which we have to say wasn't that great, but everyone is feeling the pinch down here at the moment. We stayed in Penzance for the evening, just looked around and had dinner at the Dophin Tavern which was very nice, but quite expensive
On Saturday we packed a lot in. We've visited St Michaels Mount (actually got across the causeway this time) but sadly the castle and grounds were still closed to the public (we missed it by one day).
Then we drove to somewhere I'd always wanted to visit, Lamorna. I wasn't disappointed, it was so beautiful. The valley was covered in beautiful daffodils all the way down, it was so picturesque.
We visited the Cove and went for a fabulous walk around the headland and back. Then we went to the Lamorna Wink pub run by Cecile and Di, two ladies of advanced years who were absolutely wonderful and we met Bri, their friend. It was a fascinating pub with loads of seafarers bric-a-brac all over the place. The ladies had had the pub for over 40 years. It hadn't changed much in that time we doubt.
We then drove to Cape Cornwall where the weirdest thing happened. I bumped into someone I haven't seen for 20 years. Joe was up exploring the monument and I was taking photos and then she and her dog walked towards me. We chatted a while and I gave her my number, I hope she will phone so that we can catch up properly. The mist started to roll in and it became very cold so we made our way back to Penzance for dinner. I managed to get this lovely photo before we left. The sun peeping through the mist above the monument. This time we went to the Yacht Inn, which was fabulous. I think we'd like to stay there next time.
Today sadly we had to come back, but we did so via St Ives. It was beautiful there, really warm and sunny. We visited the Tate Modern, which Joe hated - said he'd felt raped and couldn't think of a bigger waste of money. To be honest part of me agreed, the exhibits weren't that exciting - at least not to me, there were films and sculptures mostly and the pictures that were there weren't really to my taste, I saw better in the galleries in the town. Still, at least we can say we've been now. Managed to take some nice photos by the sea and yes, the light really is amazing down there.
All in all a fabulous weekend.