This Cornish fishing village with bags of character and personality sits around a picturesque harbour. With a great choice of places to eat, coastal walks and things to do, this is a lovely day out in Cornwall.
Things to do Abby D
The St Ives Feast and hurling the silver ball are longstanding Cornwall traditions that take place in February. Brighten up your winter with a St Ives holiday filled with fun traditions.
Things to do Kayleigh Hardy
For my family, day trips normally involve beaches or stately homes, but whilst holidaying in Cornwall this half-term the bad weather forced us to think creatively. And so feeling the Poldark effect, we found ourselves at Geevor Tin Mine.
Places to Go Philip Eley
Rainy days often encourage indoor-based activities, like sofa lounging, board games in front of a roaring open fire and so much television your eyes start crossing. We’re not like that in my family. We love the rain!
Things to do Deb S
A round up of locations where Aidan has been filming plus the trailer for season two, just for info's sake...
Places to Go Katie Chown
You really wonder at the enterprise and sheer foolishness of building a stately home on a huge chuck of rock 500 meters out to sea
Places to Go Philip Eley
Emylia's book, 'The Sea Between Us', launches 27th August 2015, inspired by her holidays in Cornwall, and she stayed in Classic cottages along the way...
Visitors' Book Emylia Hall
It began to rain, and then it began to pour. The wind started gusting. Backdrops blew over and props flew away. The players had to grip their costumes to themselves and shout to be heard over the whistle of wind in their mics. But there can be no better place in the world to experience Shakespeare.
Visitors' Book Danielle Charles-Davies
Cornwall from an American perspective - it's not all Doc Martin, y' know.
Visitors' Book Danielle Charles-Davies
A snippet of a horsey experience.
Visitors' Book Veronica
The correct wrong turn.
Visitors' Book Veronica
The tradition of a Cloutie tree is a long one that is shrouded in the mystery of witchcraft, and this one even had a well.
Pub Philosophy Katie Chown
Driving along yet more winding, narrow hedged roads the landscape was familiar with far reaching views over fields sectioned with stone walls and gorse hedges. An earlier signpost had indicated ‘Lanyon Quoit’ was along here somewhere, but what was a ‘lanyon’? Or a ‘quoit’ for that matter.
Pub Philosophy Katie Chown
Grateful for the strength of denim on my legs, we parted the brambles and were swallowed into the greenery. Flip-flops were a poor choice in the morning dew with nettles and grass snakes threatening, but melodrama was short lived as we emerged into a more open area.
Pub Philosophy Katie Chown