St Ives or in Cornish, Porth Ia, meaning St Ia’s cove is a gorgeous slice of coastal loveliness nestled north of Penzance.
It’s a big hit with artists due to the quality of the light, and while i don’t usually subscribe to all that gumpf, it does indeed seem to have an especially clear, blueish tinge to the air, making everything seem clearer and more fresh.
It was a blustery, fresh day when we visited but the sunshine did make an appearance from time to time, showing the beach and pretty village to its best advantage.
The white sand and turquoise sea would have you believe that you were in Italy or some other exotic Mediterranean coast.
It’s so ruddy cold however that my fingers can barely take the snapshots!
However Neil is still super happy at being by the sea again!
There’s lots of lovely little alley ways to get lost in and shops to sample the local delicacies. Here’s one of the amusingly entitled streets (childish I know . . )
and an interesting combo to tempt your taste buds!