‘Port Wenn’

Does it get any better than this when you’re travelling..?
We are sitting on the Gold Lion Pub balcony where Doc Martin and Louisa sat for one of their many ‘tense’ dinners; when Louisa had herLeer más
Does it get any better than this when you’re travelling..?
We are sitting on the Gold Lion Pub balcony where Doc Martin and Louisa sat for one of their many ‘tense’ dinners; when Louisa had her white wine and Doc had his water… The very same pub where good old Bert tried his luck at whiskey distilling and Pub ownership…I’m having a Cornish ale, ordering Cornish mussels and looking directly at Doc Martin’s house on the hill… The tide is high, the sun is setting and I could not be happier! A dream come true!
Check out the very cheeky HUGE seagull that was bold enough to go for mussels and chips directly from our plates! 🐦
…Three hours later and I am just heading back to our very comfortable living quarters for the next two days… A stone’s throw away from the thick of the Village… Lucked out yet again!
The mussels were absolutely delicious… In fact, even though they were the equivalent of $50 Australian they were probably the best tasting mussels I have ever had… succulent, plentiful (as you can see in the picture.) This has been one of those life moments that is absolutely priceless… 🌊
Poor Mark is trying to share my enthusiasm but not having seen any of the series is probably not quite as enthusiastic as me! 😉🥱😜
To sit on the steps of Fern Cottage at 9:30 pm with no one but me was something I will remember forever!Leer más
Once again, it felt like I was the only gay in the village! So peaceful and atmospheric wandering around beautiful Port Isaac (Port Wenn) on a solitary adventure ❤️
Change of weather 🌦️ today: shorts 🩳 swapped for jeans 👖 and jackets! Mist 🌫️ rolling in early afternoon… Eerie & strangely comforting.
Doc Martin Tour time: Just quietly, I think I knew more than he did… 😜Although, our Guide was in many of the scenes of the series. For example, he was one on the board of directors who employed Louisa at the school. It was a very relaxed and leisurely wander around looking at all of the major filming locations. Mrs. Tishalls’ Pharmacy is actually a fudge shop and, in fact, most of the inside scenes of all the houses are filmed in different locations because the inside of most of the buildings used in the series were too small… Even the Doc’s house!
Interestingly, there are actually only 20 actual residents that live in the Village of Port Isaac. The rest of the buildings are empty and are holiday rentals! So, the Guide told us that the locals really did not make any money from the filming because it all went to the owners who aren’t local.
For lunch we decided to have a fresh lobster 🦞 sandwich from the local fish co-op and walked out into the fresh, salty sea air… then…
Whoosh 💨
I felt the flap of a wing on my face and looked across at Mark who had a stunned look & was no longer holding the sandwich! One of our seagull friends had taken it straight out of his hand!
We went straight back in and the lady behind the counter was kind enough to give us another one gratis and we kept it well covered until we got outside…
But, within a split second…
Whoosh! 💨 Guess what? 🙀…yep!
For a second time! 🤦🏻♂️
Mark decided he wasn’t meant to have a lobster sandwich so we opted for cake and coffee safely behind the window of a nearby patisserie!
Let’s hope we have better luck with dinner 🍽️🙃😜Leer más
On our last night in Port Isaac, the village wrapped itself in a soft, sea-salted mist, as though it too was reluctant to let us go.
The golden glow of the lamplight spilled across the cobbled lanes, casting a warm shimmer on the harbor waters and illuminating the whitewashed cottages that have stood here for centuries, their windows glowing like watchful eyes.
Everything felt hushed—timeless—as the tide whispered at the shoreline and the hills disappeared into the fog. Even the rusted old mooring post seemed to stand in quiet tribute to all the departures it had witnessed before.
There was something achingly beautiful in the stillness. Though the world blurred around us, each light, each sound, each breath of salty air felt vivid and unforgettable. This village leaves its mark gently, but deeply.Leer más
Padstow is a charming Cornish fishing town where the shimmering harbour reflects bobbing boats and cheerful pastel cottages, setting a postcard-perfect scene. In the crisp morning air, we enjoyed a delicious breakfast at a harbourside café — traditional bubble and squeak bursting with flavour, and for Mark, a rich duck egg Benedict that melted perfectly into its toasted base. To finish, a scoop of indulgent rum and raisin Cornish ice cream captured the essence of seaside indulgence. Padstow’s reputation as a culinary haven is no surprise, with celebrity chef Rick Stein’s influence woven throughout the town — from his renowned seafood restaurant to casual eateries, his presence adds a touch of gourmet prestige to this idyllic coastal retreat.
We passed by Guildford, where Mark recollected that sister Lisa lived for a period.
Further along on our Coastal adventure we stopped to admire the amazing beaches. Just for the record: not a stony one in sight! Pristine beaches with golden sand and truly spectacular turquoise water. Sun ☀️ shining like the perfect day was made just for us. One such beach was Watergate Bay, nestled between dramatic cliff setting on either side. People surfing 🏄 and swimming on this Bank Holiday long weekend in the UK. Almost tempted to jump in but continued to St Ives, our next overnight destination; staying in The Old Vicarage
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I was genuinely disappointed with St Ives, though I suspect the timing played a big part — the bank holiday weekend brought extreme crowds that made the narrow streets feel more stressful than charming. Already feeling tired and grumpy from poor sleep, I found it hard to enjoy the town’s usual appeal. To top it off, dinner was a letdown: I ordered what was advertised as king prawns, but they arrived more like shrimp — and still cost the equivalent of $50 AUD. The only real highlight was the view from the Beach Restaurant, which was undeniably beautiful, even if the food didn’t live up to it.
Returning to The Old Vicarage turned the day around — it felt like a true sanctuary after the chaos. The opulent setting, relaxed guest lounge, and charming honesty bar offered the perfect way to unwind and reclaim a bit of calm and comfort. ✊🏻🙏👍🏻✅👏🇬🇧Leer más
ViajeroI think St Ives is the first place you’ve been to that I’ve heard of! Pity that you were disappointed but travelling can be so fickle. The tiniest things can make you love or hide a place I reckon!
ViajeroAgree! In this case, I was tired which, in turn made me grumpy leading to less satisfying results 🫨🫨🫨🙃🙃🙃
Started our journey today along the dramatic and impressive road along the cliffs leading to Sennen Cove. With rumbling tummies we found an amazing cafe at an old Tin Mine along the way… The views were extremely impressive from our table… As was the generous Full Cornish breakfast and French Toast with crispy streaky bacon 🥓 smothered in delicious maple syrup. There is NO doubt the Brit’s know how to do breakfast! What a great start to a day of exploration!
We did the awe inspiring walk along the South West Coastal Path and saw some breathtaking views all the way along the trail. We avoided the tourist trap at the end where you pay £11 to have your photo taken with the sign… You will notice that I used a “stand in” family for this portion 😝
Perched dramatically on the rugged cliffs of Cornwall, the Minack Theatre is a breathtaking open-air amphitheatre carved into granite and overlooking the turquoise waters of Porthcurno Beach. Visiting today felt like stepping into a dream—waves crashed far below as we admired the sweeping view of the coastline and the theatre’s stone terraces, seemingly hewn from the landscape itself. It’s hard not to be awestruck by the vision and determination of Rowena Cade, the remarkable woman who built the theatre nearly single-handedly in the 1930s, shaping each seat and path by hand with help from a few local craftsmen. Her legacy lives on in every curve of this astonishing place, where nature and artistry blend seamlessly to create an experience unlike any other.
We rounded out a great day at the quaint and sleepy village of Mousehole 🐭 where we had the best clotted cream tea 🫖 at 4 T’s, including freshly baked scones, homemade jam and perfectly clotted cream - Jam on first! Gayle, the lovely owner, proudly showed us her delicious Dundee Cake (…essentially a fruitcake made without cherries 🍒 with almonds on top… by order of Queen Mary of Scots!)Leer más
It ain’t just the Pirates 🏴☠️ that were ‘revolting’ in Penzance! We definitely were not ‘….so happy we almost pee’d our pants…’ (Pretty Woman fans will get it) What a dump! There are a few things in this life that you know for sure: death, taxes AND that I’ll never return to Penzance. We even detoured around it when leaving this morning. Newlyn, where last night’s AirBnB was (which was really lovely by the way) …also a town to avoid. One of those situations where, if you had your time over, you’d book in the adjoining (and charming) Mousehole. But, considering our luck up until now, one ‘foul’ not a problem at all. Hey! The sun ☀️ is shining again and this Bank 🏦 Holiday is looking good…
Due to the Bank Holiday most places are closed so we had to call into The Coinage Hall in Helston. Trust me; it’s a once only visit! The prices are not representative of UK in general by the way! Helston looked sweet though!
Falmouth was our next destination. Now it’s not a village, in fact, probably the largest town so far… it even has a McDonalds! The lovely part of town adjacent to the harbour has a village feel. Church Street in Falmouth felt like it was made for Mark & I: every corner revealing another little shop bursting with quirky gifts, handmade trinkets, and nautical oddities: NONE of which we needed! After an hour or so of browsing, we ducked into The Grapes Hotel. adjourned with rainbow 🏳️🌈 flags. First time this holiday we noticed this. It was kinda ‘comforting’ knowing we were ‘sailing’ in friendly seas! We found a window seat, and nursed our drinks while watching the boats drift lazily in the harbour outside our window seat. There was something perfect about that moment—just us, the clink of glasses, and the sound of partygoers enjoying the afternoon. We had a ‘baby Guinness’ and just kicked back!
As we wandered back out into the streets, I pulled out the little hip flask-sized bottle of Cornish whisky I’d picked up earlier and took a cheeky sip, grinning as the warmth spread through my chest. Mark just laughed, shaking his head!
Falmouth ✅Leer más
ViajeroIt can’t all be wonderful. That’s the joy of travel. Some will resonate more than others. Enjoy it all. Good or bad. It’s part of the fun.
ViajeroAbsolutely 👍🏻 … biggest problem at this moment is our Airbnb booking in London! Looks as if the host has gone AWOL ! Not happy Jan! Off to sleep 😴 now and hoping for resolution tomorrow. X
Like the Proclaimers, we have reached 500 miles in our travels today. We have taken the leap from Cornwall into West Devon and hit the Jurassic Coast… A UNESCO world heritage part of the United Kingdom. Where people hunt for dinosaur fossils…There is a dinosaur park here, but you won’t see any photos from that 😜
Polperro was a delight to explore, with its narrow winding streets, whitewashed cottages, and peaceful harbour framed by dramatic cliffs. We spent a couple of relaxing hours wandering through the village, browsing the little shops and soaking in the charm of this timeless Cornish fishing village. The highlight was a simple but delicious lunch from the local bakery - enjoyed on a bench overlooking the water, with the sounds of gulls (…less hungry than Port Isaac, much to Marks pleasure) and gentle waves completing the picture.
En-route we had no real plan about where we were going to end up tonight… We drove through Ashburton but were not taken enough to stay & continued on to Lyme Regis which turned out to be a delightful choice! What a beautiful little town with bunting crossing the main street and gorgeous Harbour and true stony beach. Topped off with a last minute bargain AirBnB booked on our way which is such a cute and tidy little home for tonight.Leer más
Wandering alone through Lyme Regis at dusk felt like stepping back in time, the ancient cliffs whispering secrets from the age of dinosaurs. The chilly night air wrapped around me as I traced the shoreline, the crunch of my footsteps mingling with the quiet rush of waves against the stones. There’s something deeply peaceful and stirring about exploring a town once the day fades—the golden lights glowing in cottage windows, the stillness settling over narrow streets. Lyme Regis, with its fossil-laced beaches and historic charm, felt almost otherworldly in that quiet hour. These solitary twilight walks through sleepy villages and coastal towns have become a favourite part of travelling—moments where everything feels paused, waiting just for me.Leer más
Leisurely breakfast in Lyme Regis before retracing the giant steps of the Dinosaurs. Lots of limestone & pebbles & sunshine ☀️ The weather has been awesome 🙌🏾 We couldn’t have ordered better.
A fun local legend tells of a mermaid seen in the waters near Charmouth in the 1800s. A local fisherman claimed to see a woman with long hair combing it on the rocks—before vanishing in the waves. It’s one of several “mermaid sightings” along the Jurassic Coast.
Lots of sleepy Dorset villages, sweeping beaches, dramatic limestone cliffs and sunshine today. Mark asked the navigation 🧭 Siri to take us to “Doodle Door” 😝😜
Durdle Door is over 140 million years old—and it’s not actually a door, geologically speaking.
The iconic arch is made of hard Portland limestone, which resisted erosion while the softer rock behind it was worn away by the sea, eventually forming the arch. What’s quirky? Its name “Durdle” comes from the Old English “thirl,” meaning to pierce or drill—so “Durdle Door” literally means “drilled hole.” 🕳️ So, maybe Mark was not far from the truth!
Had the most delicious Ploughman’s Lunch: succulent ham off the bone, crumbly tasty cheddar, chutney, coleslaw, pickled onions & crisp apple wedges 😋
We are seeing road signs for LONDON now! Getting just a bit EXCITED 😜 I’m 100% ready for it! 🥳🇬🇧🕺🏼👏❤️🤍💙
PS: tonight we have landed in the most hideous accommodation in the most dreadful area in Southhampton! We walked the street to find something to eat. Ended up buying £1.49 frozen pizza 🍕 and baking paper to cover oven trays! Had it great so far… sometimes this s#*t happens when travelling 🧳Leer más
Absolutely AMAZING!!💙💙💙💙💙💙 [Leanne]
ViajeroYou can only imagine how EXCITED 😜 I am! 🤩🤩🤩👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻✅✅✅👏👏👏😉😉😉
Viajero
How exciting. You found it. 🪑
ViajeroAs you can imagine, I was beside myself with excitement! And the fact that nobody is around is making it even better!
ViajeroYou were lucky to be able to linger in Bert's chair. Although Mark may not agree 🤗
ViajeroHe didn’t like the walk up to the chair either LOL
ViajeroI went back there last night and sat on it in the dark looking down at Port Isaac as well… That was special
ViajeroThat would have been lovely. It was probably not too cold, either. Considering we're hearing that the UK was around 29 degrees today.