Of course there’s a lot more to Cornwall – clotted cream, cream teas and ice cream – a lot of C’s as well as P’s.
For our visit, we made sure we were dressed for every occasion – from the right tartan bowtie (thanks to Distinguished Dog Company for dressing us), coats in case of wet weather conditions –
to pirate gear for fighting those Benbow Brandy Men when we stopped over in Penzance.
We tried chasing that one off the roof but realised he was just a statue stuck on top of the Admiral Benbow – across the street from where we stayed.
We were not disappointed by “Poldark country.”
In fact, the wind added to the dramatic coastline.
Of course it goes without saying that we had to have a Cornish pasty when in Cornwall.
I must say Mum ate most of it but she did let us have a taste.
And don’t forget – when in Cornwall having Cream Tea, do it the Cornish way!
Such a short trip but so many lovely memories. It was on Mum’s to do list for a long while. So glad we did it as a trio.
Just in case you wonder what is in my backpack – a water bowl and poo bags. Somehow I think there should be treats in there too.
May’s comment: Been wanting to make this trip to the Isles of Scilly for a long time. Friends wanted to go too but we could never find the time that suited everyone. After a busy Summer with the kids, and the weather is still good and the families have all gone home for school, an impulsive decision got us going.
The Isles of Scilly are like nowhere else in England. An outstandingly beautiful cluster of islands off the coast of Cornwall, Scilly is a world apart from every day life.
I really didn’t know much about the Isles of Scilly except I had learnt from various friends on how to get there – as well as the stories of unpredictable weather and flight cancellations. So when I had time to take this journey I was prepared for flight and/or ferry cancellations – and kept telling myself – take it as it comes. It’s part of the journey.
In the end it wasn’t so difficult. The train journey was easy – there are direct trains from London Paddington to Penzance. Making the decision to stay overnight at Land’s End was a good idea. And we discovered it wasn’t as desolate as it sounded. There was an entertainment complex behind the hotel. The Penwirth Studios of the hotel was the quieter option and would definitely opt for that again the next time we’re there.
Land’s End airport was a short taxi ride.
The Skybus comes crate-ready and was super easy. Both Darcy and George fitted in there with ample room for another. The dogs wished they were on my lap during take off but they could see me from the crate. But it was 15 mins. Darcy’s a pro at flying, George was a bit anxious but it was over in no time.
We had asked the Hell Bay hotel on Bryher to make transport arrangements from the airport. Arriving at St Mary’s, we were met by the Tresco Estates team of transporters who drove us to the docks to catch a ferry to Bryher. The boat ride was about 25-minutes. Darcy hopped onto the boat on her own while I carried George.
Getting off at Bryher, the hotel’s porter met us at the dock and drove us to the hotel. It was a short walk but I didn’t know where we were going. At the hotel, if your dogs are well-behaved, they are allowed off-leash on the hotel grounds. Darcy was not a problem but that street-dog George went wandering – and checked out the new environment. But that was the first day – after that they were constantly next to me. And what a joy it was to be able to walk around with them freely.
At the hotel, anyone wanting to dine with their dogs could eat at the Bar area – and order from the excellent restaurant menu.
The bar menu wasn’t bad either. We ate well.
The islands are super dog friendly – not necessarily the restaurants but they got on and off boats. The only where dogs are now allowed to stay overnight is Tresco. There are also no hotels on Tresco, only holiday homes.
We didn’t have time to visit the other inhabited islands but the next time we’d love to check our the beaches at St. Martin’s.
The return trip was long – we couldn’t get a flight where the dogs could get on. So we thought to try the Scillonian ferry. It was easy-peasy but long. Dog were allowed – as far as I could tell – anywhere. Though the leaflet said there were restricted areas, when we were boarding, I asked where we were allowed and the crew said – everywhere!
We sat on the deck because I didn’t want to get sea-sick and besides I was told you could spot dolphins and sometimes whales. We didn’t.
After a two hour ferry ride, it was too late to catch a train straight back to London. We found a lovely hotel, The Artist Resident on Chapel Street – eclectic and charming. And a dog-friendly restaurant.
And then a five-hour train ride. We’re home and exhausted.
Travelling with two dogs meant I had to travel light. One backpack, one cross body handbag – gave me hands to carry George at times and hold Darcy’s lead.
It wasn’t a problem travelling with the two of them – and its been awhile since the three of us travelled together. And so glad we could take this photo together.
There was one thing we had not mentioned. Our feeding. We think we might have found our solution. Very excited and thrilled. Watch this space for more info.