Later we went off to St. Ives, the artists' capital. Jen had to have a pastie and look in the arty-farty places while I bought some scones for later. We acquired our "Cornish calves" walking down and back - as pensioners we could have had a free ride there and back on the bus!
Day 8. Jen took me to the Kennal Vale reserve at Ponsonooth. This is an old industrial site (gunpowder) in a steep, wet valley. I took the low road while Jen took the narrow, wet path (I call it a ledge) through the tops of the seven mills, fed by a still performing leat. No Dippers today. Some magnificent Beech trees, straight for 70-80', no less.
Later on, we continued to Falmouth for lunch of fish and chips overlooking the harbour.
In the afternoon, we travelled to Predannack, a NT owned farm on the South-West Coast Path, situated down a very narrow lane between high Cornish banks.
Apart from the gulls on the rocks below the cliffs, we sat and watched the colony of Jackdaws wheeling and foraging, with incessant male Common Whitethroats singing from the stunted, wind-swept hedges along the tops of the banks that formed the field boundaries.'Bonus ball' was a Stoat watching us from <20' away; he eventually retreated into the rocks.
On day 9 it rained. A chance to have some "BSD cuddles". The couple next door had a Groenendal bitch and a Terveuren dog (13 yrs old!) which I was allowed to fondle. Happy memories. Went shopping in Tesco's.
Day 10 dawned and we packed the caravan. Off to Padstow, arriving around noon. My first visit but not Jen's. We've come to support the "Institute 'obby 'oss" tomorrow, as is Jen's desire.
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