Travels

If the day must begin with a physio (PT to us Yanks) session, there are worse places to torture oneself. Exercises completed and laundry (mostly) dry, we caught to #24 bus to Castle Dore for a walk to the tiny village of Golant. Castle Dore is a large mound of dirt, formerly an Iron Age … Read more

Today’s entry begins with a few words on The Peculiarities of Our Place. Beam Reach Cottage sits at the narrowest point of Fowey’s never-wide main drag. There are bumpers on the building to protect it from passing cars. Immediately inside the entry there is a set of tiny twisty stairs… …with a smuggler’s hole behind … Read more

Polruan, across the harbor, lives in a different historical time zone than Fowey. Accessibility is by passenger ferry. Polruan has a Dr. Who telephone box that functions as (gasp) a telephone box, with socialist inspired transportation assists to promote citizen engagement in democracy. Although I’m not sure such a system would be much of an … Read more

Editor’s note: Crystal is contributing some pictures, which accounts for my mug showing up here and there (including some “adds” to the first 2 blogs for this trip). Monday’s grey skies and drippy forecast made the Eden Project a natural choice. We set off from our Safe Harbour on the #25 bus, first exploring another … Read more

The Boddinick ferry carried us across the harbor’s upper neck. The little free library in Boddinick. Perhaps a gift from Dr. Who? Up the hill and a sharp right into the former grounds of a long vanished great house. Wild onion and bluebells abound. It was a misty day. We detoured up to St, Wyllow’s, … Read more