
Last week we (Me, Miranda and Marc) took Friday off work and went down to Cornwall to see our friends Mand and Jus for a long weekend. Mand and Jus moved from Nottingham to Bodmin about a year ago. We drove down on Thursday night after work and just over arrived four and a half hours later...
On Friday we had a day out to St Ives in glorious sunshine. I've always been sceptical about the supposed difference of light in St Ives that artistic types are always going on about, but I have to say having finally been there is definitely something strange going on. Everything seems clearer and brighter somehow - I seem to remember watching a TV program a while ago explaining all of this as to do with the direction and shape of the bay, and the way the sunlight reflects off the sea. Either way it is a beautiful sight on a sunny day.

We had a nice wander round in St Ives, with a stop for drinks on the roof of the
Tate St Ives gallery and a rather delicious lunch in
The Seafood Cafe.
After St Ives we headed down to Falmouth for a bit of shopping (I bought two pairs of shoes, including a quiksilver pair for £17.50), a bit of a drink in a little cafe and then chippy tea on the harbour and home.
Saturday morning dawned bright and sunny, so we headed down to Fowey for some more mooching around shops and a little coffee and brunch.
After Fowey we split into two groups.... Mand, Mi and Marc headed off to look at plants at the Lost Gardens of Heligan while me and Jus headed for Watergate Bay and the call of the surf.
The surf forecast for Saturday wasn't brilliant and that turned out to be the case... when the waves did come they were in sets of 5 or 6 with a big gap until the next set. Still, there were plenty of people in and it was a warm sunny afternoon and pretty good fun just floating around waiting for a wave.
After an hour and a half and fewer waves than we'd hoped for we called it a day and headed home after a quick pint to wash away the taste of saltwater.
On saturday evening we went out for a meal at the Mariners in Rock, just across the Camel estuary from Padstow. The food was pretty good, but Miranda managed to pick the one dodgy dish of the evening - an asparagus risotto that came out cold, went back to be reheated and came back only marginally warmer. I don't know how she does it, but you can take Mi to any restaurant and she usually can pick the one dodgy dish of the evening...
Sunday morning in Bodmin was cloudy and grey and a little on the chilly side. The surf forecast showed a little more promise though, with 2-3 foot forecast for the north coast.
Mi, Mand and Marc showed no more interest in getting wet than they had on Saturday, so while they headed off shopping again Jus loaded his board onto the car and we headed for Polzeath.
The waves in Polzeath were much better than at Watergate - 3-4 foot and regular as clockwork. They were also breaking a lot further out so you got a much longer ride in when you caught one. Further out also meant you went a lot further under when you bombed - something I did regularly - and the water seemed a lot colder than it had the day before.
We managed just over an hour and a quarter in the sea before it was time to head back for lunch and the joy of a four and a half hour drive back to the Midlands.
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