8/6 (Thursday) – Cadgwith, Lizard Pennisula, Cornwall


Today we headed out on another driving trip around a new section of Cornwall.  We took the King Harry’s Ferry again today. 
Our destination today is the Lizard Peninsula.  For the most part we were on country back roads...always picturesque...


and populated with dairy cows.


After getting thoroughly lost we stumbled across tiny St. Anthony’s of Manaccan...right on a cove.

It was so small that there was no pub…just a small pier, a shop with a few items for sale, and a very pretty church. 


While leaving the churchyard we ran into a local woman who we talked with briefly.  She said there was no pub but the shop sold ice cream.  But if we wanted tea she would be happy to take us to her home for tea.  It was a charming offer but we declined, took a few pictures and headed off.

After more wandering we found St. Keverne with a small town square and a couple of pubs.  We picked the one with a front garden and pretty hanging flower baskets and had lunch.
We eventually found our way to Cadgwith…a real find that was mentioned in the tour book.  It is a small working fishing village with charming thatched roofed homes and lovely views to the ocean. 



There were two bays separated by a large, high finger of land. 


The tide was out but there was a lot going on in the bay.



We watched as an incoming boat was pulled ashore via a wench and a long cable, and it’s rather large catch unloaded onto a small tractor with a front loading forklift.  The catch was then loaded onto a refrigerator truck and hauled away.


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There were also a number of people heading out on small orange kayaks.


There was a fish shop in the village selling fish and crabs.


After leaving Cadgwith we headed out for Lizard Point, the southern-most point in England.  We headed out for pictures of the point and then walked over to the nearby museum at the lighthouse. 


While sitting enjoying the scenery we were visited by this little bird.


On the trudge back up the hill we passed a small field where we saw 16 rabbits nibbling away at the grass.  One of the National Trust staff confirmed that, no it wasn’t a rabbit farm and that rabbits really do “multiply like rabbits”.  They were all wild. 

Then it was a long drive back to St. Mawes.  We had dinner at the lone “take away” stand in town. 

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