When it came to planning where we wanted to go on holiday this year, there was no question. We took Max to St Ives in Cornwall for his first little holiday when he was just 7 weeks old and we had an amazing time. So much so that we’ve returned many times – we love making memories down there, and so it was an easy choice for this year’s holiday. We wanted to introduce Ben to one of our favourite places and make new memories as a family of four.
There’s something so special about St Ives; the light, the beaches, the laid back vibe. It’s easy to see why so many people return year on year. And I love it even more slightly off-season when it’s that bit less crammed full of people.
Max has always been a little bit wary of the beach. The sand, the wind, and the sea have all proved to be just too much for him. But it was amazing the difference in him on this visit – we couldn’t drag him away!
We spent all our time this year on Porthgwidden beach, which we loved as it’s a bit more sheltered from the wind than the other beaches. And it has the added bonus of spotting seals – we saw so many just bobbing about! Max was all about the beach – making sandcastles, digging holes, chasing seagulls, and running away from the waves as they crashed on the sand at his feet. And he even had his first jump in a puddle (which, if you saw this week’s Living Arrows post, you’ll know has been a long time coming!)
St Ives is such a lovely place to wander – the cobbled streets and little cottages are a photographer’s dream. I got up (or rather, was woken up – joys of a baby!) early one morning, and took myself off for a wander as the sun came up.
We had a couple of days out to The Lost Gardens of Heligan, Trebah Garden, and Glendurgan Gardens, which I’ll share in future posts, but all of which come highly recommended if you’re looking for a day out in Cornwall.
But apart from those few day trips, we had a lovely relaxing, quiet time. Just mooching around St Ives, flying a kite for the first time on The Island, introducing Max to the joy of a good pasty, and grabbing fish and chips to takeaway and eat back in the cottage. It was everything a British holiday should be!
On our last day, we headed off for a rather blustery walk along the coast at Godrevy, where we took our monthly family photos – and as I’ve failed to type up a September Me and Mine post, I’ll include them here. I love this little set – I think it shows what a wonderful time we all had!
Goodbye for now St Ives, and thanks for the memories!