Beach trips

Back in June I went on holiday with mom and dad down to Cornwall. I am only just sorting out photos. So here we go.

We spent 3 weeks down there, mom and dad in their caravan and me in the tent set up next to their caravan (all the joy of camping but still the luxuries of running water). We spent a few different days either at beaches or walks along/to beaches.

Treyarnon 

We park at Treyarnon and walk along the coast to Constantine. I tried to get mom and dad to pose for a photo. Getting them to be serious was more effort than it was worth.  

 

Finally a semi-serious pose.

Constantine

We walked along Constantine beach from Treyarnon on one day. The beach was pretty much deserted which is unusual for Cornwall when the weather is amazing but we were not complaining. It looked like a Caribbean beach. 

Trevon

Trevon has a small beach but we mainly got up to the lighthouse and walk along the cliff tops to the light guard station. We did this a few times and most of them grabbed these amazing salads from the nearby farmshop with giant pieces of veggie frittata. So good. 

The official name of this bay is Stinky Bay. No joke.

The lighthouse.

Tenerife

In November Caroline and I went to Los Gigantes in Tenerife for a 5 day break. We did't really do a lot other than sleep and chill. We had a few evening meals out and spent time by the pool.

View from our 'balcony'

Barraquito - first of many

Our only excursion was a boat trip out to look for whales and dolphins. We did eventually find some pilot whales but they were quite a way out so we only got a little trip along the cliffs.

Insanely extensive supermarket booze section.

Walk on the Cliffs

A few weeks ago I went on holiday, back down to Cornwall. This time I was camping. I enjoyed the tent more than I thought I would. The weather could have been better but it could have been worse. We spent the Saturday getting food etc and had Sunday lunch on the Sunday. (We never do much else when we have Sunday lunch.)

Monday we went for a walk starting at Trevon head.

Trying to steal more seeds for their wild flower garden.

Windy.

At one point, dad and I headed down the cliffs to the ocean. Mom stayed at the top.

And we found a smugglers tunnel. It was very cool. We headed in using iPhone torches so it wasn't great. We couldn't get very fair inside as the floor had collapsed at one point about 10m in but we could see the tunnel continuing the other side. 

I guess it could have been a tunnel for the tin mines that pocket the area, but I am going to say it was a smugglers tunnel. More fun that way.

Tunnel entrance.

The Style was bigger than mom!

South Foreland LightHouse and Fan Cove

The weather was amazing on the Saturday so we took a walk along the cliffs, going to the South Foreland Lighthouse and Fan Cove Deep Shelter. We could walk to the lighthouse from our caravan so this was our first stop.

Our guide was brilliant, really informative and funny and we learnt a lot about the lighthouse. Including that Michael Faraday used to work there, working on an alternative power source to whale oil. 

Lighthouse keepers desk

The light - glass made in Birmingham.

View from the top

Unfortunately we couldn't go out at the top as they are repainting but it was still good.

                                     

Back down we got lunch at the cafe, which is amazing. And sat looking out over the sea, before starting our walk. 

Over Dover.

Fan Cover

View from the entrance to the tunnels.

We went down the tunnels and took the tour which was as good as las time.

How it would have looked.

The tunnels took 100 days to build and were meant to be accommodation for soldiers. But the condensation made it unliveable so it become an emergency shelter which was often used during WWII.

Office water cooler.

Fossil.

We went out onto the cliff front and the guide explained the concrete sound mirrors, used to locate boat, planes, and troupe movements in the Channel. And they still work. They were covered up after the war so were protected until uncovered in 2015.

Fungi.

Giant shell

We walked back to the lighthouse for a cuppa before making it back to the caravan. But we knackered Mom out. Her ankle still isn't up to as much walking as we put her through.
We eat at the caravan that night with mom resting her ankle with an ice pack. Oops!