We're happily settled in Somerset now (still in the SW 'leg' of England) - but the beaches just don't match that of the Cornish coast. All of my side of the family still live in Cornwall - and we were fortunate to stay with my mum for a whole week of the summer holidays.
Hubby had a fortnight off and we headed on down to make the most of the summer sunshine that we've been enjoying in the UK in recent weeks (how lush has it been to have consecutive days of sunshine?!) Such a simple JoY!
Each day, we took a leisurely approach to breakfast (my pain management is so much more effective if I give the medicine time to work before tackling anything!). Then we'd pack a big picnic and choose the part of the coastline we were headed for whilst supping our morning coffee. We have the inside scoop as 'locals' - we know to avoid the big touristy sites - they're best out of season!!
Rick Stein additional tourist effect on Padstow (and the local area) and the Boardmasters Surfing contest happening at Newquay, we avoided the North Coast on this visit.
In my opinion, Cornwall is at it's best when you have an expanse of clean sand and bluey, turquoise sea - like here at Mevagissey:
So, amongst our various desires were rock-pooling ambitions, body boarding needs, a family meet with cousins to accommodate plus some all important beach combing (me and Ru) and skimming (Ben and little man). I do think it's such a man thing to throw rocks into the sea for hours...
all the longer for us girlies to hunt for seaside treasures I guess!
On each day we were rewarded handsomely in our efforts.
Gyllnyvese near Falmouth is the best beach for rock pooling in my experience. The sheer variety and abundance of sea life is amazing. Little man absolutely loved fishing and after catching fish, crabs and shrimps he exclaimed "I'm a good little fisherman mummy aren't I?!' As a little boy that needs lots of reassurance to boost his confidence this was quite a breakthrough and added immensely to my enjoyment. When it comes to rockpooling, I revert to an excited childlike state. My degree covered a good amount of marine biology and I do so enjoy the thrill of finding life in these little rock pools. We often show other children our finds before returning them to the sea - they are often incredulous to see the star fish and feel them on their hands. My littlies love to catch little crabs - the smallest nicknamed 'pea crabs' as they scuttle across their palms.
|A small sea urchin and cushion star fish were amongst our haul.|
We had over 17 after 2 hours of crabbing - each of us was successful in landing crabs of various sizes so all were happy.
These again were returned to the sea - probably to be caught again by the growing crowd of tourists that had gathered after lunch!
On a misty, wet day we drove to St. Mawes and enjoyed fish and chips by the sea. There was lots going on in the water and the photo doesn't do it justice - that's the mist for you, although it was still pleasant to be out in! We pootled around the independent shops and watched the world go by.
And this beach had the most sea glass that I have seen at one time. Such lovely worn, tactile pieces of days gone by... I'll post about that another time (when I've got a decent photo!)
This plus swimming, visits to local parks, a Vintage Country Fayre...
What a fabulous break we had. Relaxing days, long and happy.
The worst part is always leaving to drive back up the motorway... it's always nice to be home but I do so wish we could make our home in Cornwall. However, work opportunities and cost of housing eliminate that option. So good to visit though - I'm proud of my Cornish heritage and it's so fab to see many posts across blog-land here and here writing of their enjoyment of their own holidays in Cornwall during August!!
Today I'm partying with: