Sunday 9th October

By: Mike

 


  Mousehole to Marazion

We look forward to a nice easy day.  I leave my poles and don’t even put on my boots.  We get the Mouse bus to Mousehole and walk back to Newlyn. Going through Newlyn we pass the memorial statue to all fishermen lost at sea.


Then on along the seafront to Penzance, where we explore the town a bit, go to the bank, do some shopping and find a cafĂ© for lunch on Market Jew Street. 'Jew' has nothing to do with Jews, apparently.  It's a corruption of an old Cornish word meaning Thursday so it's 'Thursday Market Street'. The town is a bit down-at-heel.  Becky tells me later that it’s known in the rest of Cornwall as ‘Menspants’.  Still, not as bad as Ilfracombe.

We walk on to Marazion, keeping an eye on the tide, because we are going to visit St Michael’s Mount.  We don’t make it in time, though and find ourselves queueing for the first boat. The boat fare is £2.00 per head each way – i.e., £8.00 in total.  But we are delighted to discover that the Mount is a National Trust property, and amazingly I have my NT card with me.  I regret wearing my slip-on shoes on the rough cobbled path up to the castle.  The castle and its history are worth the climb.  


It’s another of my SWCP bucket list items crossed off. They are:

Take a boat trip to Lundy No

Eat a pasty from the St Agnes bakehouse Yes

Photograph family memorials at St Allen’s Yes

Photograph St Agnes & Mount Hawke venues Yes

Stay in the Driftwood Spars Yes

Visit Tate St Ives Yes

Visit Barbara Hepworth studio in St Ives Yes

Attend a performance at the Minack Theatre in Porthcurno Yes

Visit St Michael’s Mount Yes

Spend at least one night in the Scilly Isles?

Explore family history in Fowey?

Only one missed so far.

We get the bus back to Penzance and transfer to the Mouse bus, which, to our surprise drops us right by our Airbnb.  I cook spaghetti bolognaise to use up fresh mince we brought with us.  We play scrabble, because we can’t get the TV to work.


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