Days 32-36 : In search of Southern sunshine
Lizard Point - The most southerly place in the UK |
Land's End - A tourist trap, oh and the most westerly point in England |
While preparing our drive out in the van to Land's End I was disappointed to realise that it's not even the most westerly point on the British mainland, an honour which belongs to Ardnamurchan Point in Scotland. Land's End is now a kind of "come spend your money here" theme park with attractions, food, drink, more food, more drink, and you can even pay to visit a farm! (after driving through 200 miles of countryside). We ignored all the Attractions and instead enjoyed they original attraction, which is the fabulous scenery and dramatic cliffs. And yes, the kids just wanted to go and do Arthur's Quest and the other expensive stuff but they were satisfied with the above-average play area instead.
Thankfully we made our day out more interesting with a vist to St. Michael's Mount in the morning. We had lunch at a pub in the town opposite and generally found ways to avoid the crowds. Although totally packed with tourists it was still a nice place to hang out.
The last two days have been altogether more enjoyable and interesting. It struck me that us having good days could be strongly correlated with having good weather, and that's something we're going to have to change in the months to come.
Yesterday we had booked Samuel & Nathanael a horse ride out in the countryside around Mullion, and then we cycled down to the beach at Polurrian Cove. In total we cycled 10 miles on Tuesday which was a massive effort for Nathanael but he did really well. In general the traffic on the A3083 is considerate and careful, and we take all the precautions we can to make sure we're visible and safe. As Laura blogged in French, the only accident we've had on the bikes was when we took a footpath while trying to avoid the main road.
Although the beach a Polurrian was lovely and not too busy and we had great time jumping over the impressive waves, we've had our best day of the week today at very different kind of beach. This morning we all just chilled out at the van (some of us watching a new Pokemon DVD) and then this afternoon we cycled 1 mile down to Cadgwith where there is a tiny fishing port which encapsulates all there is to love about this part of the world. At the little beach, called Little Beach, there's no sand, there are no waves, and yet everyone was totally happy and more relaxed than at any time in the trip so far. We even managed a photo of all of us...
Cadgwith - Little beach |
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