Nonetheless, we arrived and were happy to find our National Trust cottage was even better than we'd expected. Then the next morning I snapped this photo with my iPad:
What's funny is that this was the view from the landing on the stairs. The best view was from the bathroom, and one bedroom (the one none of us slept in) had quite a view as well.
As I mentioned in a previous post, we were very close to the Devil's Frying Pan. It's significant enough to have its own signage:
The overlook is on the edge of a steep cliff, although we did spend a few minutes discussing whether -- if we weren't traveling with small children -- it might be possible to get down to the cave. It certainly would, although it wouldn't involve an approved route.
Our first day we also ventured down to Cadgwith, which was short (but somewhat steep) walk down. The cove is rocky, which worked out well for the children who like to throw rocks.
This shows the mix of roof styles in town, which I thought was interesting.
The building with four chimneys at the top of the hill was where we stayed; the window in the protruding portion at the front is the stairs with a view.
We saw a lot of rocky cliff and seagulls -- often at the same time.
We made it as far as Poltesco, also significant enough to have its own sign.
This was the site of a Victorian-era serpentine factory, the remnants of which are pretty cool.
(Serpentine is a type of abundant local rock that was used for building facades and other projects. It was popular with the Victorians because of its shiny and sometimes glittery appearance.)
There was more rock-throwing here.
There also was one of the coolest footbridges I've ever seen.
And rocks. Lots of rocks.
Thanksgiving afternoon and evening was spent doing typical holiday activities. The turkey was tasty, but I unfortunately had forgotten the pumpkin pie in the refrigerator back home in London. Not that it wasn't tasty when we arrived home and were able to eat it.
Friday we were going to venture down the Coast Path the opposite direction of the day before, but we decided early on that it just wasn't safe with Owen. Kevin ended up carrying him much of the way we did walk. But never fear, there was more rock-throwing in store as we hiked back down to Cadgwith. We also had lunch at the Cadgwith Cove Inn. My fish and chips were great, Kevin liked his (huge) burger, and the children survived on their typical ham sandwiches and pasta.
We also discovered a great little store in Cadgwith, run by a transplanted New Yorker, that sells a great mix of American and British products. We were able to buy Cornish milk to supplement the supply we'd come with, as well as cool treats such as Pop-Tarts.
Saturday we decided to take a drive to Kynance Cove, a National Trust beach on the opposite side of the Lizard Peninsula from where we were staying. So, after a short drive and a short walk, we saw this:
It is considered to be one of Britain's most beautiful beaches, and it didn't disappoint. Even its sign's rock was picturesque.
As were its sea caves (although Owen wouldn't go inside).
Three of our group removed their shoes and socks and waded a little. I wasn't among them.
As the tide came in, there were some pretty impressive waves crashing on the rocks.
We didn't all climb this hill.
I thought this was a neat view.
Oh, and this, too.
Eventually the fun was over, though, and we had to leave to come home. So I snapped one last cool photo out the dining room window Sunday morning.
There are so many cool things to see and do in London and other areas of the U.K. that I don't know whether we'll make it back this far south. But you never know.
In case you're wondering: The cottage we rented is called Inglewidden Vean. It is part of a complex of farm buildings that have been converted into "holiday lets" (what we'd call vacation rentals in the U.S.). You can read more about this particular property, as well as search for other National Trust properties, here. Inglewidden Vean is set up for real living, not just vacationing, and has full-size appliances (including a washing machine and dishwasher). It was just like being at home, just with better views. The National Trust has quite a few properties for rent around the Lizard Peninsula, and there seemed to be plenty of private rentals as well. I imagine it's quite the happening place during the summer.