Sunday, 15 January 2006

Land's End, Botallack, Cape Cornwall, St Ives, and back to Plymouth

We woke up at 8 with the intention of being on the road early, but by the time we had been spoilt by Corinne and ate our breakfast in the conservatory with the wind howling around us, it was closer to 10 than 9. Unfortunately the weather was as bad as it had been good the day before. We chatted with Corinne about the pirate myth and smuggling, and she even showed us the entrance to the smuggling tunnel to the sea under the house. We ventured out into the wind and headed for Land's End. It was a short trip past the 'First and Last Pub' and the 'First and last bakery'-style shops to the big theme-park-style gates at Land's End. The wind was much worse here - I had to try pretty hard to open the car door.

We walked straight past all the theme park attractions (which didn't look open anyway) to the end. There was a small shelter with information in it that made a very good wind break. It came in very handy as we could only handle the wind in small doses. Visibility to Longships lighthouse was very poor and we had no chance of seeing the Scilly Isles or Wolf lighthouse. We really only took a few foggy photos, tried leaning into the wind a few times, before retreating to calmer ground. We spend some time in the gift shop and then went back to the car.

From there we headed towards Cape Cornwall but missed the hidden turn-off in St Just, so came to Botallack first. We found the right junction on the triangle from the road easily enough, but tried probably three of the roads before we found the right one. Once past the guesthouse and after finding the National Trust sign, it was a fascinating place with remnants of the tin mining era along with amazing scenery. It was very impressive, and a bit drier than at Land's End.

We turned back towards St Just to find Cape Cornwall and headed out there. It was nice with probably some exploring on the headland that could have been done. There was also a rock formation beside the head that had been likened to Charles de Gaulle lying in the bath that was quite amusing. I don't know why they decided on him. We took some photos and headed on. We needed lunch and we wanted an interesting place to stop so we decided on St Ives. The roads there were narrow and winding and unfortunately Mike chose to drive much too fast. I felt quite bad but not sick.

In St Ives, after driving down some quite terrifyingly steep and narrow roads, we had a quick walk and while I fancied a pasty, Mike wanted a roast meal so we went into a cafe, quite nice. I had a white hot chocolate but didn't fancy anything on the menu so I went to get a pasty while the others ate, and had a little walk too. We met back up and drove back to Plymouth, listening to Pirate FM and some great 80s music on the way.

Mike and Katla dropped me at Anne's and she, Steve, and I had dinner - roast chicken I think. We must have watched TV and gone to bed at some stage. I think I watched Friends and Crocodiles which was very good and had Robert Lindsay in it.

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