Saturday, September 11, 2010

Part VI - 1st Time European Travel - Impressions (Cornwall Part III)

OK so clearly there is at least one person out there that is demanding that I finish what I started...she knows who she is. So let's get back to St. Ives...and look at the pretty pictures shall we? Here's a lovely shot of All Saints Church from the other side of the storm wall.

With spring just around the corner, and bringing with it what is likely to be a increase in tourists, there was bustling activity everywhere, fresh construction and painting.

One of my favorite things about England and soon I would say the same about Belgium, was the signage, and especially those for the pubs. Each was unique and each really identified, or rather to me, seemed to give more then just common identity to the locations.

The tide was just beginning to refill the bay and a lone vessel was starting to shake it's bonds with mother earth.

As we wandered the streets of the old fishing port, turned tourist heaven, the foodie in me couldn't help but notice the cute little cubbie hole restaurants and wonder at the fabulous dishes served within. One day I would have to return and sample the wares of each one...

Here's a a likely avenue to find a restaurant specializing in seafood, Fish Street...just our luck, they were closed... :(

We'd crossed to the other side of the peninsula that shapes the town, and were rewarded with a spectacular view of the Chapel of St. Nicholas. 

I found a pretty cool website that provides the following history and some great interior panoramic shots of it...

This small stone chapel is one of many in Cornwall dedicated to fishermen. It's not known when St Nicholas' was built, but there are records of its repair dating from the 15th Century. In the 18th Century the chapel was used by revenue officers as a lookout for smugglers and in the early 20th Century it was used as a store by the War Office, whose attempt to demolish it in 1904 was met with angry local opposition. The Chapel was restored in 1911 and again in 1971. The floor tiles depicting fishing scenes that run under the window between the pew and the fireplace are by the famous St Ives potter, Bernard Leach.

So who knew the Tate Museum had a branch in St. Ives? Apparently everyone except me...

Virgin Street? OK there's either a really good story about the origin of this streets name, or Richard  Brandson has just gone too damn far! Maybe these folks up ahead know the story...


Leave it to the warmonger in me to spot the memorial dedicated to the men of St. Ives who fought and died in WWI and WWII.

Lots of pretty churches in town, I loved the bas relief over the entry way to this one.

One last look back at St. Ives from the bus stop, before we said good bye to our tour guide and headed back to Penzance.

Stay tuned for our last adventure in Cornwall, Mousehole...

No comments:

Post a Comment