Tintagel

My legs were working ok after the bike ride, so the next day we headed to Tintagel, the birth place of King Arthur. The weather was supposed to be dull and a bit miserable. Turns out the weather forecast lied. It was lovely! And my little car got us there safely. And back!

The walk down to the ticket office was a bit steep and much worse going back later in the day. 

On the way down.

Directions to events in Arthurs life

First stop was Haven, the black and Merlin's cave.

Headed to Haven.

Haven and Merlin's cave

Inside Merlin's cave.

Looking out

Then we had to walk up. Along way. A lot of steps, some very steep. The views were great from the top.

Looking down on the beach

Just some of the steps.

Ruin of part of the house

We found a bench and had some lunch, cracks and some cheeses we picked up at the market in Padstow a few days ago. 

At the top there is statue to King Arthur. It was very popular; I only got to take a few photos.

We walked along the cliff tops, mainly because we were all dreading the steps we had to take for the way down.

Checking out the seagull.

Dad, a little close to edge!

Once we got back to the bottom, Dad and I decided to climb the other side, a decision I really regretted for the next few days. The steps were incredibly steep! Mom sensibly waited for us at the bottom. 

It used to be all one finger of land. The middle section collapsed in the 15th Century. Hence the very steep steps. 

Headed up.

Dad climbing and scaring me!

On Thursday night, we went for a gorgeous meal at The Old Mill in the next village. It was very nice and we had a great time.