Thursday, August 6, 2015

Cornwall päev 5/day 5

18. juuli. Newquay pakkus jooksmiseks ainult tänavaid. Meri oli küll lähedal kuid nagu eelmise õhtu jalutuskäigul selgus, siis natukenegi arvestatava pikkusega promenaad puudus. Kell 7 hommikul oli liiklus õnneks hõre. Üheks huvitavaks nähtuseks reisil oli kergliiklusteede puudumine (või üldine vähesus). Mitte ainult käesoleval reisil aga ema pööras sellele tähelepanu. Linnades on loomulikult kõnniteed aga linnade vahel või väiksemates kohtades tundub, et inimesed ilma sõidukita ei liigugi. Võimalik, et just kergliiklusteed on hekkide taha peidetud ;) Ratturid sõitsid täie rahuga sõidupoolsel teesuunal, autokolonn kannatlikult järel, mõnda vähegi nähtavusega möödasõidu kohta ootamas.

Hommikusöök oli kontinentaalne aga tunduvalt rikkalikum kui eelmisel päeval. Valikus olid helbed, röstsai, saiakesed, puuviljad, jogurtid. Jookidest sai valida tee, erinevaid kohvisid, mahla, piima. Kuigi inglise hommikusööki ei pakutud, olid laual munapuder, oad ja vorstid.

Emud
Päeva esimene külastus viis meid ühte toredasse asutusse nimega Screech Owl Sanctuary. Varjupaik hoolitseb haigete ja vigastatud öökullide eest, proovib tõsta teadlikkust öökullide ohutuse tagamiseks keskkonnas andes samaaegselt külastajatele võimaluse nendega lähemalt tutvuda. Võimalusel saadetakse öökullid tervenedes loodusesse tagasi. Mulle on öökullid juba pikemat aega meeldinud, nad on väga lummavad tegelased.
Surikaat
Kookaburra

Screech Owl Sanctuary kogub oma tegevusega raha vigasaanud öökullide raviks. Lisaks paljudele erinevatele öökullidele elutsevad seal emud, alpakad, kits ja neli surikaati (keda oleks väga tahtnud korraga pildile saada. Tihti on nad piltidel armsalt suurtes rühmades ning uurivad ümbrust. Seal üks magas, üks oli enamik aega peidus ja ülejäänud liikusid peaaegu püsimatult ringi. Eks ma liiguks ka kui ruum nii piiratud oleks.) Raha eest on võimalik lunastada üks-ühele külastus öökulliga, toitmine jms. Neid on võimalik aastaks tinglikult adopteerida, makstes tasu ning saades vastutasuks aastase tasuta pääsme ning võimaluse "oma" kulli tegemistega läbi fotode ja infokirja kursis olla.
Kolm korda päevas toimuvad lennushowd, mille käigus tutvustatakse erinevaid kulle ning antakse võimalus nendega pilti teha. Tegevust kõigile vanustele.
Port Isaac
Edasi jätkus teekond selle reisi ühe peamise sihtmärgi, Port Isaac, poole. Üks sarjadest mida huviga jälgin on Doc Martin ning Port Isaac, sealse nimega Portwenn, on kõigile sarja vaatajatele tuttav.
Port Isaac tänava laius
Port Isaac on kaunis kaluriküla Cornwalli põhjaosas. Sarja jälgijad teavad kindlasti selle koha ülikitsaid majadega ääristatud tänavaid.
Traditsiooniline Korni pirukas
Sellel reisil olin õnneks lisaks asukohtadele kaardistamisele teinud parkimisega seotud kodutöö. Port Isaac on turistide seas üsna populaarne ning seal on üks suurem parkla küla piiril ning väike parkla sadamas, mis on kasutusel ainult mõõna ajal ning asub küla keskel. Kuna tahtsin välistada külasisest sõitmist ja igaks juhuks ei tahtnud riskida, et auto tõusuga omapead minema triivib, siis võtsin sihikule suure parkla. Google maps andis lühemaks marsruudiks just selle toredalt kitsa tee läbi Port Isaacu ning selle vältimiseks otsisin teisest suunast külla siseneva tee koordinaadid.
Minu ema & mina
Lõuna paiku lahkusime öökullide juurest ning alustasime teed Port Isaacusse. Teel olles ei osanud midagi kahtlustada, hekid nagu ikka. Ühel hetkel olid teel kaks posti, mille vahelt tuli läbi sõita. Meie väike Hyndai mahtus väga täpselt. Vastu sõitis auto, andis märku aken alla lasta ning palus veel veidi oodata, kohe tulevat üks takso. Selleks hetkeks oli juba kahtlus hinge pugenud. No tuleb takso aga taskuid ju on? Takso järgnes peaaegu samaaegselt ja jätkasime sõitu. Kohe sai selgeks esimese auto hoiatus, sest enam taskuid ei olnud ning algasid majad kus ei olnud tõesti mitte kuskile eemale hoida juhul kui keegi vastu oleks sõitnud.
The Mote ja tänav
Mina ei tea, mis vea ma koordinaatidega teinud olin aga korraga olime teel läbi Port Isaacu keskuse, mis kubises inimestest. Mõlemale poole, sentimeetrid peeglitest, jäid majad. Kuna liikumiskiirus oli väga väike, siis Tom ei jõudnud piisavalt kiiresti reageerida. Tuli juhis paremale pöördumiseks aga see oli hoopis väike tupiktänav, ühel küljel maja, teisel veerenn. Oi kui head meelt ma auto väikeste mõõtmete üle tundsin. Läbi ime sai auto ümber pööratud ja jõudsime peaparklasse. Kõik sellele eelnenud sõitmised on olnud lapsemäng :)
Lõunat sõime The Mote`s, siiani veel maitsmata Korni pirukaid. Neid peab kodus ka teha proovima. Küla on lummav, jalutasime läbi sarjast tuntud majad. Doc Martini praksise ees ilutses silt "Private property" aga pildi saime tehtud. Vallutasime vastaskaldale jääva väikese mäekese. Kokkuvõttes veetsime ühe äärmiselt mõnusa päeva. Ema käis vahepeal välja mõtte, et kui meie sama teed kaudu tagasi peame sõitma, siis tema läbib selle osa jalgsi.Tema õnneks suundusime vastaspidisesse suunda.
Tintagel postimaja

Järgmiseks peatuseks oli mõeldud Tintagel ning lossivaremed, mis mulle eelmisel reisil sügava mulje jätsid. Seekord läks aga nii,et kui me Tintagelisse jõudsime, oli lossi sulgemiseni jäänud ainult tund. Juba teekond allamäge võtnuks sellest oma osa ning kiirustamisel ei olnud mõtet. Olime veetnud Port Isaacus mõnusalt pika päeva. Põhjus, miks lossivaremed mulle meeldisid olid kaljud, kus need asusid. Nüüdse reisi olin kokku pannud selliselt, et ookeani ja aeg-ajalt sinna juurde jäävaid kaljusid nägime peaaegu iga päev, seega ei olnud suurt pettumust. Kuigi varemed oleksid olnud kaunid. Selle asemel jalutasime Tintageli peatänaval ning tutvusime sealse oluga.

Meie tuba, Elements
Minu ema mõtiskleb
Elements
Ja oligi päev õhtusse veerenud ning aeg öömaja poole sõita. Majutuskohaks olin valinud ookeani kaldal asuva hotelli nimega Elements, asukohaga Bude.
Olin eelnevalt uurinud, et Elements tegutseb ka restoranina ning õhtusöögi plaanisime süüa seal. Selgus, et tegemist on väga aktiivselt külastatava kohaga kuid meil õnnestus viimane laud saada.

Pärast õhtusööki jalutasime mööda rannaäärt. Ühe maja värava taga oli kast raamatutega, juures üleskutse annetada heategevuseks ning vastutasuks võtta südametunnistusest lähtuvalt raamat.
July 18. Newquay offered only streets for running. The sea was close enough but as I discovered the previous night, there was no sufficient promenade. Luckily it was early so the traffic was light. One thing that surprised us during the entire trip was lack (or fewness) of pathways (is there translation for it in English? I have tried to find a suitable word but no dictionary nor forums offer one. Road for pedesrtians and cyclists). People seem to move only by cars instead of walking. There are of course pavements in towns and villages but no pathways between towns. At least we did not notice one (perhaps these are hidden behind the hedges ;) ). Cyclists were drivin on the road, patient drivers behind them waiting for a chance to overtake whenever the road allowed it.

We had continental breakfast, but much more plentiful. We could choose from cereals, toast, croissants, fruit, yogurt. Tea, different kind of coffees, juice, milk for drinks. And although there was no English breakfast, we could have scrambled egges, beans and sausages.

Our first visit of the day was to Screech Owl Sanctuary. The sanctuary offers rehabilitation and care for sick and injured wild owls. It promotes awareness of the conservation needs of all owls and their natural habitant within the environment. It also gives the people an opportunity to meet the owls. When possible they are released back to the wild after recovery. I have been fascinated by owls for some time now.
Alpacas
Kookaburra
 Screech Owl Sanctuary raises money by being open to the public. It is also a home for emus, alpacas, goats and four meerkats (I would have loved to get them on a picture together. Meerkats that is. They are often photographed together in groups, standing up and examining their surroundings. This time one was sleeping, one was hidden most of the time and the remaining two were wandering around quite restlessly. I would, too, if my room was that limited). To support the sanctuary people can buy close encounters with the owls or animals. Owls can be adopted for a year - for a fee you get a certificate and picture of your chosen owl, an annual autumn newsletter and year`s free pass.
There are flight shows three times  a day where different owl are introduced and onlookers get a chance to take a photo with them. There is a play area for kids.

Port Isaac
Our journey carried on towards one of the main destinations of this trip - Port Isaac. Doc Martin is one of the TV series I adore and Port Isaac, or as they call it in the series, Portwenn, is familiar to everyone watching it. 


Port Isaac is a small picturesque fishing village in Nothern Cornwall. The watchers of the series are well aware of the ultra narrow streets between houses. 
Width of a street
Contrary to Ireland, I did my homework by finding the possible parking lots. Last time I only searched the coordinates for sights we wanted to see. Port Isaac is quite popular among tourists. There is a bigger (main) parking lot outside the village and a tiny one in the centre, at the harbour that is only used during low tide. As I wanted to avoid driving thourgh the village`s centre and the possibility or our car drifting off with the tide I aimed for the main parking lot. Google maps told that the shorter route would be to follow the narrow streets so I also located the coordinates for beginning of the main road.
A street in Port Isaac
At lunch time we left the owls and started our journey to Port Isaac. While driving I didn`t suspect anything, hedges as usual. But at one point we came across two poles at the road that we had to drive between. Our tiny Hyndai managed that very precisely. A car came the other way indicating to lower our window and the driver told us to wait a bit because a taxi was following him close by. By that time I had already become suspicious. A taxi is coming, so what? There are always pockets to let someone pass. The taxi followed shortly after and we continued to drive. It became obvious straight away why the first driver had warned us, there were no more pockets and we were in the village, approaching the one street I wanted to avoid.
My mom & me

I really don`t know where I went wrong with the coordinates but suddenly we were in the centre of Port Isaac full of people and houses dangerously close, mere centimetres, from our car. As I was driving extremely slowly, Tom had problems guiding us. At some point it told me to turn right, I did that, only to discover it meant another street and we were facing a dead end. I found myself on a tiny steet, a house on one side and water on the other.
The Mote
Oh, how happy our tiny car made me. By miracle I managed to turn it around and find my way to the main parking lot. Every drive I have taken before has been child`s play :)

We had lunch in The Mote. They offered Cornish Pasties, that I had yet to taste. Delicious. I have to try to make it at home.
Cornish Pasty
 The village is charming. We found all the houses familiar from the series. Doc Martin`s practice had a sign "Private property" but we managed to have our photo taken.
We surmounted the little hill facing the village. To sum up, we spent a lovely day there.
My mother announced she would walk if we had to take the same way back. Fortunately we headed to the other direction.


Tintagel
Our next stop was supposed to be Tintagel and its castle that fascinated me during my previous trip. As it happened, we arrived to Tintagel when the castle was open for only another hour. It would have taken us some time to get down the hill and would have meant hurrying so we decided against it. We had spent a nice long day in Port Isaac. The reason why I liked the castle so much was mainly the cliffs that it stands on. Knowing that I chose the route for this trip to see the ocean (and sometimes the cliffs) on most days and so it didn`t disappoint us that much not to see the castle. Though it would have been amazing. Instead we walked along the main street of Tintagel.


Our room
View from Elements
Slowly the day had drifted to its end and we got on our way to Bude to get to our hotel Elements. I had previously found out Elements is also a restaurant and we though to eat our dinner there. As it turned out the place is very popular and we managed to get the last table.
My mother
After dinner we had a lovely walk at the shore. Breathtaking location.


Bude

Monday, August 3, 2015

Cornwall päev 4/day 4

17. juuli. Erinevalt Palmers Barni asukohast Tavistocki läheduses, kus ümberringi oli ainult maantee ja see väga jooksma ei kutsunud, siis Penzance Backpackersi lähedus merele andis selleks jälle ideaalse võimaluse. Hommikune promenaad oli jooksjatest tühi kuid koeraga jalutajaid oli piisavalt. Ööbimise hinna sees oli hommikusöögiks kerge toit: tee/kohv, röstsai marmelaadi/moosiga. Kuna see tundus veidi kesine, tellisime eelmisel õhtul juurde natuke sisukama kontinentaalse variandi: croissant, sokolaadisaiake, juust ja jogurt.
St Michael`s Mount
Hommik jätkus lühikese sõiduga Marazioni. Auto saime jätta suurde parklasse, olime ühed esimestest. Otsustades selle järgi, kui tihedalt parkimiskorraldajad meie auto teiste vahele kohale lubasid, oodati väga suurt hulka külastajaid. Marazion on koht, mille kaudu on võimalik liikuda St Michael`s Mountile. St Michael`s Mount on tõusu ajal saar, mõõna ajal poolsaar, mida ühendab maismaaga umbes veerand miiline jalgtee.
Kindlus
Iirimaa reisil avanes võimalus esimest korda tõusu jälgida. Ainuke kord kui olin Tomist valesti aru saanud ja liiga varase parempöörde teinud, sattusime karavanide randa ajal, mil toimus tõus. Vesi liikus suure jõuga maismaa suunas. Nüüd pidi jalgtee vabanema 10.30ks, sõitsin teadlikult varem kohale, et mõõn samuti üle vaadata. Ema oli kõhkleval seisukohal, kas vesi ikka tõesti jalgtee vabastab või oleks parem paadiga saarele minna. Ilm oli imeilus, jalutasin natuke ringi kuid ülejäänud aja jälgisime vee taandumist. Mõned minutid pärast lubatud aega oli jalgtee vaba.
St Michael`s Mount, mõõn
Saarel elab umbes 30 püsielanikku, seal on 4 tänavat ja loomulikult sadam (15. sajandist). Saare tipus ilutseb kindlus, mille südames 12.sajandil ehitatud kirik. Peaaegu veerandi saarest võtab enda alla aed. Tee kindluseni kulges mööda järsku, munakivi teed. Kindlus on vaatajatele avatud samas mahus, mis teisedki lossid/kindlused. Ilus, väike, kompaktne. Tagasitee ajaks maismaale oli mõõn juba täies mahus.


The Pipers
 Edasine tee kulges Cornwalli ja Inglise maismaa läänepoolsema tipu, Land`s Endi, poole. Enne seda jäid teele kaks kivi, The Pipers. Samanimeline kividepaar on ka Bodmin Mooril Hurlersite kiviringide läheduses. Google mapilt vaadates oli The Piperseid ümbritsev hekk nõnna madal, et tundus teostatav vastavalt 4.7 ja 4.2 meetrised kivid lähemalt üle vaadata. Kohapeal selgus järjekordselt, et see mõte ainult mõtteks jäigi. Sellise heki ületamine oleks olnud suur töö ja nõudnuks vist mõnda abivahendit. Samal ajal, kui meie üle heki kivisid uudistasime, peatus üks auto ning uuriti, kas seal on Merry Maidensi kiviring. Populaarne piirkond :) Lõbusad Neitsid tantsivad paarisaja meetri kaugusel.

The Merry Maidens
The Merry Maidens kiviring on pärit hilisest kiviajast, koosnedes 19st umbes 1.2 meetri kõrgusest kivist, mis moodustavad peaaegu 24 meetrise läbimõõduga ringi. Põld Neitside ümber oli heina kasvanud, rada kivide juurde ja nende ümber õnneks niidetud. Raja alguses oli väike koht parkimiseks. Legendi järgi on tegemist 19 neitsiga, kes muudeti kiviks tantsimise eest pühapäeval. Sama saatus ootas vilepillipuhujaid (The Pipers), kes neile muusikat mängisid.


Minack teater
Minack on eelmise sajandi alguses kaljusse raiutud vabaõhuteater vaatega Atlandi ookeanile. Tee algus The Merry Maidensi juurest tundus piisavalt süütu. Rahulik kulgemine mööda tuttavat rada. Kodus eeltöö tehtud ja parkla koordinaadid otsitud. Teatri juures olid kaks parklat, üks praktiliselt teatri kõrval ja teine mõned sajad meetrid eemal. Loogiline valik oli ju lähem parkimiskoht, või mis?
Vaade Minackist, Porthcurno laht
Jõudsime Porthcurnosse (koht kus Minack asub) kohale, veeresime mööda esimesest suurest parklast (ema vist märkas ka, et: "Näe, parkla on siin" aga minul olid ju lähemad koordinaadid ka) ja pidime paari minuti pärast kohal olema. No ja siis järsku oli minu ees sein. Selline mõnus ühe sõidurealine sein, mille paremale küljele jäi kaljusein ja vasakule vabalangemine. Ei no, mida veel? Üles sõita kannatas teise käiguga (ei olnud esimene ega jäänud viimaseks korraks Cornwallis kui kõrgem käik ei vedanud), terve tee peas mõte, no mis nüüd saab, kui keegi praegu alla tahab sõita?? Nendel tavalistel teedel on selleks taskud. Mõnikord pole pikka aega aga need on siiski olemas.
Lavastatud etendused
Sellele teele nina taevapoole seisma jääda ei tundnud kohe mitte ahvatlev. Ja see auto läheb ülesmäge teokiirusel. Aga mingi ime läbi ei juhtunud sellel hetkel teele kedagi vastupidises suunas liikujat. See oli ainuke kord kui ma mõtlesin, et seda teed mööda peab ju alla ka saama :D
Teater ise on kaunis oma kivist ning rohust istmetega, vaade on lummav. Tegemist on aktiivselt tegutseva teatriga, muul ajal külastajatele uudistamiseks avatud.

Land`s End
Minacki juurest viis tee kõige kaugemasse punkti, Land`s End`i. Mis muud, kui üks suur turistilõks, aga see on üks punktidest, mida Germalo 2011 reisil programmis ei olnud. Ainuüksi parkimise eest kasseeriti 5 naela. Suur külastajakeskus, söögikohad, kino. Land`s Endi silt, mille juures pildi tegemise eest raha küsiti ning esimene ja viimane maja. Ning õitsev kanarbik :)


Järgmisena oli plaanis üles leida kolm kivi: Boscawen-Un Stone kiviring, Lanyon Quoit ja Men-an-Tol. Boscawen-Un Stone on St Buryani lähedal asuv pronksiajast pärit kiviring. See koosneb 19 ellipsikujuliselt asetsevast ning ühest nende keskel olevast kivist. See ring jäi lähedalt nägemata, jõudsime õigesse kohta ja kivid olid kaugustest vaateulatuses kuid tee nendeni kulges üle põllu ja oli natuke liiga pikk.
Lanyon Quoit

Lanyon Quoit on umbes pooleteise meetri kõrgune dolmeen. Praegu moodustavad dolmeeni pealmine, 5.5 meetrine ja 12 tonnine, kivi ning kolm kivi, mis seda toestavad. 18. sajandil oli alumisi kive 4 ja ratsanik mahtus pealmise kivi alt läbi ratsutama. Algupärane dolmeen kukkus 1815. aasta tormis ümber ning taastati üheksa aastat hiljem praegusel kujul.

Men-an-Tol
Paar minutit sõitu edasi jõudsime Mên-an-Tol parkimise koordinaatideni. Seal ootas ees turismibuss.
Tee tagasi auto juurde
Tee kivideni, mis olid üllatavalt pisikesed (keskeltläbi 1.2 meetrit kõrged), oli jälle päris pikk. See oli vist üks väheseid kordi rõõmustada turistidega samal ajal objektile jõudmise üle. Nemad tulid just kivide juurest kui meie nende poole liikusime. Google mapist jäi ekslikult meelde, et sihtkoht on teele lähemal. Vahepeal tekkis juba kahtlus, kas oleme õigel teel või oleme äkki õigest kohtast mööda läinud. Õnneks tuli jupikaupa saksa turiste vastu kuni kivideni välja. Men-an-Tol koosneb kahest seisvast kivist ning nende vahele jäävast auguga kivist. See asub keset nõmme, saatjaks üks tilluke silt, mis võib vabalt märkamata jääda.

Päikesepaneelid
Teel majutuspaika Newquays jäi teele huvitava nimega Hell`s mouth kohvik, millest üle tee jääb kaunis kaljumaastik vaatega ookeanile. Kahjuks oli kohvik meie sinnajõudmise ajaks juba suletud.

Meie tuba
Sealt jätkus tee juba Newquay ja meie majutuskoha poole, milleks seekord oli The Glendeveor. Lahe parkimiskoht maja taga. Sisse jõudes tervitas meid rõõmsameelselt John, üks The Glendeveori võõrustajaid. Asukoht jäi peaaegu kesklinna. Õhtul käisin jalutamas, leidsin huvitava maja oma privaatsaarel ning jõudsin väikese sadamani.
Newquay


Newquay
Newquay

The Glendeveor
 17th July. Unlike Palmers Barn`s which was surrounded solely with motorway or fields that did not seem the safest palce to run, Penzance Backpackers was close to promenade. This morning I didn`t meet any joggers but several people walked their dogs.
Our accommodation included light breakfast: tea/coffee, toast, marmalade and jam. As it did not seem enough we had ordered a bit heavier continental meal that included croissant, pain a chocolat, yougurt and cheese.


St Michael`s Mount
Our morning continued with a short drive to Marazion. We were able to leave our car at a huge car park, being one of the earliest to arrive. Considering how closely next to other cars parking enforcement made us park, they were expecting a enormous crowd.
St Michael`s Mount, the castle
Marazion connects the main land to St Michael`s Mount, an island when the tide is in and a (man-made) peninsula when the tide is low. The Mount is connected to Marazion by a man-made causeway that can be walked on.
I was able to watch the high tide in Ireland. It was the only time when I misunderstood Tom`s directions and made a right turn too early and ended up in a caravan park while water was coming towards the mainland with immense force. It was amazing to observe. Now the causeway was supposed to be accessible by 10.30 a.m. We arrived early to actually see water recide. My mother was a bit hesitant not quite believing the causeway will be crossable and maybe we should take the boat instead.
St Michael`s Mount
The weather was brilliant, I took a short walk and then we just looked at water. Just a couple of minutes after the promised time the causeway was free.
The causeway
The population of St Michael`s Mount is approximately 30, there are four streets and naturally a harbor (15th century). At the heart of the fortress there is a 12th century church. About quarter of the island are the gardens. The track to the fortress was a steep cobblestone road. The castle is open to visitors most of the days during summer but if you want to visit the gardens, they are only open on Thrusdays and Fridays.

The Pipers
Our road continued towards the most westerly point of mainland Conrnwall and England. Before that we went to find The Pipers.  They share the name with another standing stones in Bodmin Moor, near The Hurlers. Judging form Google map, the hedge surrounding the stones was so low, it was no problem crossing it and have a closer look at the 4.7 and 4.2 metre high stones. But.. But when we reached our coordinates the stones were nowhere to be seen. Naturally the hedges had grown quite a bit in the meanwhile and it would have been stuggle to cross them. At the same time as I was trying to peek over the hedge a car stopped and asked if I was looking at Merry Maidens. Popular area :) Merry Maidens were dancing a few hundred metres away.

The Merry Maidens
The Merry Maidens is a late neolithic stone circle that consists of 19 approximately 1.2 metre high stones that form a circle with 24 metre diameter. The field around the Maidens is covered with high hay, fortunately the track leading to the stones is mown. There is a small space for parking.
Legend says that 19 maidens were turned to stone for dancing on a Sunday. The same destiny awaited the two pipers (The Pipers) who played for them.
Minack theatre

Minack dates back to the beginning of the previous century. It is an open-air theatre. The road from The Merry Maidens seemed innocent enough. Peaceful ride on familiar road. I had done my homework and found the coordinates for the parking lot. There are two parking lots near the theatre, on virtually next to it and the other a few hundred metres away. The nearer one is a logical choice, don`t you think?

Porthcurno bay
We reached Porthcurno (where Minack is located), rolled past the first parking lot (I think my Mom even said: "See, that`s the parking lot" but I had the coordinates to the closer one and she does not like to walk terribly much) and we were supposed to arrive in a couple of minutes. And then I was faced with a wall. This charming wall that had one lane, right side being a cliff and left side free fall. What the carrot? Our car managed to crawl up with second gear (this was not the first nor the last time in Cornwall when I just couldn`t drive with a higher gear). The entire time up it pounded in my head - what if someone wants to drive down right now?? Usually road have pockets for that. Sometimes not in a long time but they are there. Stopping on this wall didn`t seem appealing in the slightest. And this particuar car crawled up any hill at snail`s pace.

Names of the plays directed
It must have been a miracle but noone wanted to drive down. This was the only time I managed to think that OMG, I have to drive this road again.
The theatre is beautiful with its stone and grass seats. The view is fascinating. It is a working open-air theatre open to visitors during day.

Land`s End


Land`s End
From Minack, the road led to the most western point in mainland Englad - Land`s End. It is nothing more than a tourist trap but it was not included in Germalo intenary in 2011. 5 pounds for parking. A huge visitor`s centre, cafes, cinema. A sign stating the place but if you want to take a photo next to it you have to pay. First and last house. And blooming heather :) 

Next, we wanted (well, I wanted) to find three stone formations: Boscawen-Un Stone, Lanyon Quoit and Men-an-Tol. Boscawen-Un Stone is a Bronze age stone circle near St Buryan. It consists of 19 stones that form an ellipse and one stone in the middle. In the end we did not manage to walk up to that, we saw the stones from a distance but the track leading to them was too far and crossed a field.

Lanyon Quoit
Lanyon Quoit is a dolmen that is approximately 1.5 metres high. It is made of three upright stones supporting a 5.5 metre long and 12 tonnes heavy capstone. In the 18th century, there were four upright stones and a horseman could drive under the capstone. The original dolmen fell over in a storm in 1815 and was restored nine years later being quite different.



Men-an-Tol

Men-an-Tol & my Mom
Just a couple of minute`s drive from Lanyon Quoit are the parking coordinates for another stones - Mên-an-Tol. Somewhat surprisingly we were greeted by a tourist bus. The path to the stones, that were surprisingly small in scale (about 1.2 metres high) considering for some reason they look enormous from pictures, was rather long.This was one time I was delighted we happened to see an object at the same time as a group of tourists. They were just coming from the stones while we were walking towards them. I had already begun to wonder if we were on the right road, maybe we have passed the stones already. Fortunately the German tourists kept coming right until the stones. Men-an-Tol consists of two standing stones and a stone with a hole in it. It is located in the middle of a moor, accompanied by a tiny sign that could easily be overlooked.

Solar panels
On our way to Newquay we wanted to visit a cafe with an interesting name - Hell`s Mouth cafe. On the other side of the road there is a breathtaking view of cliffs and the ocean. Unfortunately we reached the cafe when it was already closed.

The Glendeveor
From there we reached Newquay and our accommodation for the night The Glendeveor. It has a off street parking. We were greeted by John, once again a cheerful and very helful host. He made us feel welcome. The Glendeveor is located virtually in the city centre. I took an evening walk, found a house on a private island and a tiny harbor.
Newquay

Newquay