Ye Olde Cornwalle

After some very tortuous and circuitous travelling by bus on narrow and windy country roads, we have arrived at St Mawgan, a tiny village not far from Newquay, in Cornwall. This is that random sort of travel that you do for a purpose - I’ve ostensibly been working, having put in 4 days at the BASA conference at the very new university campus in Tremough. We also fit in an afternoon’s “sight seeing” (read: eating scones and clotted cream, reading the paper and drinking pints of Tribute Cornish Ale in a quiet pub - that was such a local that one gent brought his dog in for a beer).

Cornwall is… subdued. Our experience of it has been of tiny out of the way towns, some holiday vibes, windy countryside. We feel that we have aged about 50 years in the course of the last few days!

Some respite has come in the form of Pendoric, a lovely, eco and surfer friendly B&B that seems to cater primarily for adventure sportspeople, which is weird considering how sleepy this village is! Perhaps the raging ocean sits just over the next rolling hill…

Tomorrow we cycle the Camel Trail to Padstow, and try to work off some of the pasties (pronounced with the a as in Patsy, and my have we heard some lovely accents, think Wallace and Grommit) we’ve been eating.

Posted by Julieanne on Monday, September 11, 2006 at 03.09 am AEST