We recently spent a few days in Cornwall along the south-west tip of England. Much like Cape Cod, Cornwall is made up of towns and fishing villages along almost 300 miles of unspoiled coastline. Fun fact - the Cornish hen is from Cornwall.
Our first visit was to the town of Tintagel, home to 13th century ruin of Tintagel Castle, King Arthur, and Merlin. The castle is surrounded by Roman and Dark Ages remains. There is evidence that people lived on these cliffs all the way back to the Roman Empire (they found a fanny pack containing Roman coins dating between the reigns of Tetricus I (270–272 CE) and Constantius II (337–361)).
Merlin's Cave
Ruins
Wait for me....
Standing guard.
Not a bad view out the front door.
Hold my hand please.
Ye Old Post Office. This 14th century yeoman farmhouse was later turned into a post office during Victorian times.
We stayed in a lovely farm just off the coast. Our accommodation was a converted cow barn. It was a very authentic experience - it even included a bat in our bedroom (at no extra charge!). The bat was the size of a small child on a hand glider. Don't worry - I took care of the situation. And by that I mean I screamed like a girl and we fled the room with a blanket over our head.
Views from the house
Are you sure we should be out here?
I think so...Dad said it was OK...
Surfers
Later in the day we travelled to Port Isaac, a small and picturesque fishing village on the Atlantic coast of North Cornwall.
Strike a pose
Day 3 was a trip to the fishing port of Padstow along the north coast of Cornwall.
Waiting for a short ferry ride to Rock, Cornwall.
Danger is my middle name.
We enjoyed some time on the beach digging holes and skipping rocks. At one point Oliver even managed to kick his wellie into the ocean...
Thanks Cornwall. We'll be back.
P.S. Here is a picture completely unrelated to Cornwall. Henry learning to ride his bike at the Wittington Estate behind our house.
