Retreat in the Heart of Darjeeling

Here is the best I could do to get pictures of the tricky cove called Hell’s Mouth where we had lunch at the same-named cafe the other day.

Remember, it’s not what goes into the mouth that defileth a man but what comes out of the mouth.

Anyway, we decided to ride with Linda from Gwithian to Hayle and enjoy the town rather than trudge the dunes to get there. Linda and her husband, Glen, own the Georgian B&B I shared in the last episode. Way cool. http://www.nanterrowfarm.co.uk

Hayle is a very nice town full of charitable projects, gardens, and nice people. We did think this sign needs revising.

As my friend, Anneli, says, “Chin up! Shoulders back!” I think they need something spunky added like a surfboard or rollerblades under their feet.

Hayle helped sparked the industrial revolution with the invention of the steam engine for trains, mining, etc. There is a saying that wherever in the world there was a mining hole, a Cornish man was at the bottom of it.

Candy is sitting in front of an innovative non-profit called Cinnamon that cares for older people and their pets forever.

The curio shop shown was a full adventure and pleasant experience using the postal service to ship to Maryland. The shopkeeper let us haul a sign to the post to weigh it and seek advice on wrapping. The Hayle and St Ives Emporium.

But now we are in St Ives, the last night of our journey and at the delightful Cornerways Guest House. The town is unbelievably crowded but picturesque and a good wrap-up before Summit University in Exeter.