Mousehole, Penzance and Marazion

The forecast is for rain, clouds, and wind but the day dawned bright and sunny. Off we went to see the Open Studios of some artists in the area, one of which is Peter Ray, a printmaker who is giving a class for two days this week that my aunt has signed up for. I met some lovely people and viewed some amazing art. Another artist, was Paul Fry whom I had a lovely chat with in his studio. He does beautiful paintings that kind of remind me of my sister's work....sort of ethereal and white with pencil-y drawings in them. Okay, I'm crap at describing artwork but google him and you'll see what I mean. Anyway, I really enjoyed myself as it reminded me a bit of doing "ArtWalk" in Nelson (or as I like to call it, "Chatwalk". We talked about art, life, and travel. As you do. Afterwards, we decided to go to Mousehole (pronounced Mose-il) so I could walk from there to Penzance. The weather was holding and I needed to get some exercise. I was dropped off and spent the next couple of hours doing what I do best. I'm trying to get my walks in every day and most of the time I get an hour or two. I find I am happiest when I am walking. Whether it is a beach, a trail, a path, or a road, or if it is cloudy, sunny, raining heavily or even snowing, it doesn't matter. I am happy. I like walking alone or with someone but it is for me about being outside and moving my body every day. I pray, I think, I dream, I plan and sometimes I listen to music on my iPod. It is for me the most comfortable place I can be. Perfect. We carried onto Marazion and the famous St Michael's Mount, a one thousand year old castle that is only accessible by a causeway which is affected by the tide. If you're not paying attention, you could get stuck there until the tide goes back out. Beautiful beach and lovely village and great beer on a deck. Back to the cottage for our tea (dinner).