After a heavinly sleep-in in our plush beds we decided to visit a nearby estate named Mount Edgcumbe. The estate was a large property with a mansion, manicured gardens, orangery and deer park. It reminded me of something out of a Jane Austen novel and had the most amazing view of the Plymouth Sound. It is the home of the Earls of Mount Edgcumbe (but is now owned by the Cornish Council). The estate takes up 865 acres, is rich in history and was heavily bombed by the German blitz on Plymouth in 1941. Families and locals flock to the grounds for picnics and garden parties.
On Saturday afternoon we visited Whitsand Beach. Whitsand Beach is one of the ten best beaches in England. It was magnificent! We drove along a windy narrow road....on one side was a cliff with the sea miles below and on the other was rolling meadows of green, green and more green (and a few cows!). It was bizarre driving through the middle of beach and countryside.
When we arrived at Whitsand Beach we had to walk down a path on the side of the cliff. It was less like walking and more like mountain climbing. It was so relaxing sitting in the sun and sand watching the funny poms go red. The water was like a bucket of ice. The boys dared each other to see who could go in the furthest but didn't last long because of the pain!
On Sunday the boys played golf and Sue and I explored the fishing town named Looe (that's right - it sounds like "loo"). We had a chuckle every time someone said they needed to go to the loo when we were in Looe.
Looe was so so so beautiful and had an amazing little beach. We wandered around the windy little pedestrian streets and walked to the top of a cliff and lookout. It was very chilly but the sky was so clear and amazing. Sue and I took a little boat trip around the beach and then had a lovely warm soup lunch. We also had scones and tea in a cute little tea shop (no trip to Cornwall is complete without scones and jam). At the tea house we learnt the difference between a Cream Tea and a Devonshire Tea. As it turns out there is big rivalry between Cornwall and Devon in this department. The Cornish think that the jam goes on first followed by the cream and the Devons think that the cream goes on first followed by the jam. It certainly is a worrying topic!
We spent our last night in Cornwall at the pub with the locals. I think we tried every single pub in Kingsand! We even met the town gay and the town drunk. That last night was a very loose night indeed.
Our drive home was a bit painful with traffic from Bristol to London. It was made worse by a massive detour at the start where we were heading home in the complete opposite direction. That will teach us for not looking at the map before leaving.
More photos below.
xoxo
E&S
Mount Edgcumbe Estate
Whitsand Beach
Kingsand
Looe
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