“I’m not surprised they only have short stay carparks” announced Ang as we walked down the highstreet in Newquay. We’d just spend the last 20 minutes looking for a suitable carpark and were now experiencing the “delights” of what we’d come for ... or were we? To be honest, Newquay was a bit of a disappointment – after the delights of St Ives, it felt a bit tacky and certainly not the special destination we had been expecting. Putting our setback aside, we bought a couple of jam doughnuts, visited a number of surf shops before heading down to the cliffs to view the beach.
Convincing Ang that we needed to make the most of the day, we headed down on to the beach and watched a number surfers having some lessons from the local surf school. We lifted Joel out of his carrier for a bounce on the beach before heading back to the car for his feed of chicken and grape mush.
Looking at the map we decided to make use of our National Trust membership and drove south to Trelissick Garden. The gardens were stunning with a multitude of different rhododendrons covering the hillside. We pushed Joel’s buggy around the tracks and stumbled across a beautiful looking stately home which just needed to be photographed!
There were great views across the fields to the sea.
After our lovely walk we headed to the coffee shop where Ang and I ordered scones, jam and cream while Joel enjoyed another bounce in the sun.