Cornwall Part II

On our second day in Cornwall, we drove to the windblown, more rugged north coast. We'd been here before, exactly eight years ago we stayed on a youth hostel next to the ocean and the cliffs. It was still there, and we were thrilled to see it.

Me and our old Youth Hostel

Then we drove out to Tintagel, the legendary ruined castle said to be the castle of King Arthur. This legend is mainly an excuse to sell King Arthur kitsch and incense and crystal balls in the town shops, but I guess the thought of it is neat. The ruins are perched on a cliff that juts out into the ocean. There are a billion stairs, and Penny refused to ride in the baby backpack carrier--which was just as well, because Roo was refused to wear it anyway. So we took turns carrying her up the cliff stairs.

It was a gorgeous day! Actually warm enough for us to take off our jackets--a first this year!

There is a cove with a beach, a waterfall, and Merlin's Cave.

Me and the girls at Merlin's Cave.

Penny's take on the whole event.

I love that we were there!

Chillin'

The castle ruins

After the castle, we ate fish and chips in a pub with proper Cornish ice cream for dessert. We drove back and took a nice evening stroll through Mevagissey.

When Esmé saw this bench she said, "Look! Little Stonehenge!" It was so funny, I had to get our picture on 'Little Stonehenge'

Overall, the trip was a resounding success. This part of England is breathtaking, the weather cooperated, and the iPad granted us some peace on the drive home.

We are so blessed to experience what we have. I take every second of it as a gift.