It’s time for the second (and final, sob) summer holiday post of the year… After our rather more exotic trip to the Algarve, we decided to re-run last year’s brilliant camping holiday to our beloved Cornwall. However, this time we thought we’d try somewhere new – Padstow, Mevagissey, we love you, but this year we drove to Fowey, two days before the miserably forecast Bank Holiday weekend.

But fabulous as Cornwall nearly always is, we arrived to its own micro-climate of bright sunshine and barely a cloud in the sky… Fowey welcomed us with brightly-coloured houses and bunting all over the town, steep hills to the car park (ouch!) and picturesquely narrow streets.

The harbour, speckled with small boats and white houses, at low tide…

We went to some excellent cafés, the Lifebuoy Café being a favourite for breakfast, though we would love to know why it needs its own boat!

We took a boat ride ourselves around the harbour, getting close to Daphne du Maurier‘s house, Ferryside, which was just across the harbour, and is still lived in by her son.

I got particularly excited by the boats with masts; whether they had their sails raised or not they looked photogenic silhouetted against the blue sky!

I think the definition of the water around the seagull’s wings is lovely here:

We made the short ferry ride across the harbour over to Polruan, and visited the beautiful ruin of the Blockhouse there. Experimenting with framing led to some dramatic shots like the below…

And on our walk back to the ferry we took some equally drama-filled images of Fowey harbour (only dark thanks to the time of day, not the weather, thank goodness!).

We started falling in love with Cornwall all over again. And we still had four more days to go…