St Ives to Zennor Day 6

Friday 18th October

From the first days of Christianity in Britain, St Ives is named after the legendary tale of a young missionary called St. Ida who according to her legend, floated here from Ireland on a leaf. The town grew with the development of the harbour during the medieval era.

Simon had haddock and poached eggs for breakfast this morning. We remarked that it would never happen in Australia that you would have fish for breakfast!!

We started our 14km walk through the fishing village of St Ives as we needed to pick up provisions for this section of the path. This particular part of the South West Coast path is known to be the most arduous but also the most scenic.

There were a few other walkers on the track but not many as the weather was a little miserable today. We had mizzle (drizzle/mist) and quite blustery winds to contend with however it was still one of the best parts we have walked. Lots of high cliffs again and beautiful white granite rocks which we had to scramble over at times. Then there were the occasional streams to cross as they quietly flowed on down to the sea below.. The reddish orange vegetation that you see on the hills are small ferns that have died off after the summer. Their red tones make for interesting photos of the headlands. Walking this intensely rugged coastline, made you feel very small as a human being. The powerful sea below, the steep cliffs rising up, the huge boulders and the blustery strong winds almost carrying you off the headland, made me feel this more than ever today.

We had our picnic of sandwiches and fruit on a huge granite rock by a stream that cascaded down to the sea turning it in to a waterfall which we could hear below us.

We made it to our pick up point around 2pm. We were happy to step into the Tinners Arms pub at Zennor. How lovely to be in a toasty warm pub with a fire after being out in the misty rain for the last 4-5 hours. The pub was packed with locals having warm food and enjoying wine! The pub with its dark decor and low ceilings was quite the eye opener with its Halloween 🎃 decorations everywhere. Little orange pumpkins in the window, fake spider webs hanging over the bar. We had a squash while we waited for our taxi to take us back to St Ives.

After a hot shower back at our BnB, we set off to explore the picturesque bustle of whitewashed fisherman's cottages, art galleries, independent shops, bars and restaurants of St Ives. We had a gorgeous Thai dinner overlooking the pretty harbour. Czytaj więcej