Given the circumstances of the global pandemic, I returned to the drawing board of “what to do for a week’s holiday” and determined that a road trip through Devon and Cornwall was an exciting and reasonable option. It provided us with a near(ish) destination that we could drive to and explore over a period of a week. Plus, it was an outdoor paradise complete with stunning landscapes, numerous hikes, and plenty of small villages to explore.
There was the added bonus that Devon is where my fiance is from and where we will have a wedding celebration next year. This allowed us to explore the two beautiful nearby counties and suss out recommendations for friends and family travelling from afar for the celebration. So for those friends and family who are reading this blog – hope you can find some things in this article that interest you for an extended visit in the Southeast!
Devon and Cornwall are renowned for their natural beauty, quaint villages, small towns, excellent Cider, delicious Pasties and the very best cream tea to be found in all of the United Kingdom. The correct way to enjoy a cream tea is to put the clotted cream on the scone first and the jam second (the logical assembly).
Day 1, Sunday: Exeter to Dartmouth
Dartmouth: Cream Tea, Dartmouth Castle, Bayard’s Fort Cove & Dartmouth Ferry
We started our journey in Exeter, after spending some time with family, and heads south in Devon. We had a rare day in England, especially as we approached the autumn season, where the sun was shining and it was a pleasant temperature.
Dartmouth is a charming seaside town in the south of Devon, situated on the River Dart where it enters the English Channel. It has a beautiful waterfront area, charming small pedestrian streets, old timber frame buildings, a variety of ferries to explore the river and sea, and an ancient castle maintained by English Heritage.
Parking was the first major challenge we faced – after failing to secure any in town we drove to the park & ride just on the outskirts and bussed into town. It saved us a lot of hassle and headache and only added 15 minutes to get into town and back out again.
We wandered around the main harbour and embankment on the waterfront before stopping at The Singing Kettle for a Cream Tea. They’d created a small, socially distant, patio section outside which we took a table at and enjoyed a well-baked scone in takeout containers.
The walk from central Dartmouth to Dartmouth Castle is absolutely stunning. It heads up the small roads along the side of the hill behind Dartmouth and winds towards the sea. Along the way, we saw Bayard’s Fort Cove which is an English Heritage site with free entry (no tickets needed).
Dartmouth Castle is over 600 years old and the Castle was built predominantly as a fortification and was used in active service at several points in English history. It has a lovely exhibition within both gun towers and several levels to explore. During the time of Covid the castle has made great efforts to create a one-way system through its incredible exhibits and structures.
After touring the Castle we headed down to the estuary and hailed a ferry to take us back to the main waterfront of Dartmouth. We masked up and enjoyed a short ride back to town, with a few gorgeous views of the castle, Kingswear (the town across the river from Dartmouth) and Dartmouth itself.
Dartmouth Castle was such a fantastic place to visit, I wrote more about it in another article, click to read more!
We snagged a pasty to eat while we wandered the streets, tasting our way through local fudge shops, and enjoying the rare sunny day.
As evening set upon Dartmouth, we headed back to the car park and drove an hour further away – back up to the southern edge of Dartmoor. We had booked a rustic Airbnb there for the evening, a cabin on a farm which was heated by a proper wood burner.
Day 2, Monday: Dartmouth to Penzance
Polperro, Carnglaze Caverns & St. Austell Brewery
We had picked up breakfast to have in our rustic Airbnb and added fresh apples picked from their orchard to our menu; it was a surprising treat and just the right season to be able to enjoy them.
While researching what to see in southeast Cornwall I had come across the towns of Looe and Polperro. I had chosen Polperro as our stop for the morning because it was a charmingly small fishing village which meant we could easily explore it in a matter of hours and enjoy a short visit there. Looe was a larger village and though it was reported to be quite a nice place to visit what I read didn’t capture my attention or imagination as much as Polperro. In the end, we ended up driving through Looe to reach Polperro so I got a nice vibe for the village – definitely cute, and smaller than I originally thought, but in the end, I had made the right decision.
Polperro was one of our absolute favourite stops on the entire trip. We arrived there after driving through twisting roads of the Cornish countryside and were immediately met with a parking lot on the outskirts of the town. Since it is a working fishing village with narrow streets they had built a visitor’s parking lot not too far from the harbour. They were well prepared for the droves of guests with a sizeable parking lot and plenty of signs marking that this was the last place to park. For anyone travelling to Polperro – there is no parking in town, not on the street, and no hidden lots for you to get lucky with. But the walk is a delightfully flat, if a little long (about half a mile).
The walk through the village was really quaint and the harbour front was at low tide, so we saw dozens of boats sitting on the silt waiting for the tide to return. There are plenty of boat tours that head out into the channel or even all the way to Fowey and back (a nearby village), which set off from the beach.
Polperro was a fantastic place to spend an hour or more wandering it’s winding streets and taking in the local atmosphere. Even during the time of Covid restrictions, there were restaurants still operating and a few clever businesses offering take away picnics and the like.
We stopped at The Plantation Restaurant & Tea Room for lunch and a quick Cream Tea – as we could not say no to their special of the day which included a Banana Scone with Banana infused clotted cream. The mains were tasty but they were nothing compared to the cream tea (which we ate in the Devon style), where we split a plain scone and a banana scone.
From Polperro, we drove north towards the Carnglaze Caverns. This beautiful old slate mine has been converted into a venue for music and weddings. The displays throughout are picturesque and lit for added effect, but the lighting kept low so that the bats’ sleep is not disturbed (we did not see any during the visit).
They offer a self-guided tour, with a map and stopping points throughout the two main caverns. Outside the caverns is a beautiful woodland walk as well for those who enjoy a light hike. We had to wear our masks inside, along with hard hats but enjoyed a peaceful visit with very few other guests. This meant that when we reached the “big pond” display we could turn on the lights ourselves and be awed by the display.
We had thought about enjoying the woodland walks but with the rain settling in for the afternoon we opted to skip and headed for St. Austell instead, with a single destination in mind – St Austell’s Brewery. Though there were no tours on offer (due to coronavirus) we were able to visit the shop. They had the offering range of St. Austell’s beers, several from their partners, and much in the way of branded items.
St. Austell’s Brewery shop even had their own chocolate, designed to match and pair with their beers. Naturally, we purchased a set of 3 beers and the corresponding chocolates for this taste test (which was fantastic). If you’re in the neighbourhood we can absolutely recommend stopping by to collect those items as well. And they had large cases of some of the best of the St. Austell Brewery line – Korev, Tribute, Proper Job – on offer as well.
The drive from St. Austell to Penzance was relatively painless along a dual carriageway, but that changed as we continued on from Penzance (with a brief stop at a Sainsbury’s for food shopping). The dual carriageway vanished and was replaced by a standard road that became narrower and narrower the further you drove from Penzance.
Our Airbnb for the next three nights was on a farm way down at the tip of Cornwall, practically at Porthcurno. We twisted and turned through narrow country lanes to cut our way towards the Airbnb, with passing places and many hills, creating a small obstacle course between Penzance and St. Buryan. Eventually, we arrived at our Airbnb, which was connected to a charming Bed & Breakfast, and let ourselves in for the evening of relaxation in the hot tub and in front of the electric fireplace.
Day 3, Tuesday: Penzance
St. Michael’s Mount, Minack Theatre & Porthcurno Cove
The most famous landmark in and around Penzance is naturally St. Michael’s Mount, and we were lucky to secure tickets to the island.
St. Michael’s Mount is a tidal island connected to the mainland by a narrow strip of land that is only crossable at low tide. Under normal circumstances, a ferry can be taken across to the island once the land passage is covered by the ocean again. However, during the times of the coronavirus, they’ve discontinued the ferry service and this limits the hours during which the castle can be open.
The grounds of the island include a beautiful harbour, the castle itself set atop of the island, and stunning gardens to explore. You could spend an entire day wandering around the island to see all that it has to offer. Or you could spend a morning blitzing through the different locations from the top of the mountain with the beautiful castle and church, and take a tour of the hillside gardens and marvel at the succulents growing against the harsh rocks. The hill climb to the castle is not the easiest and traverses over a cobblestone path, but the hardest part was going downhill on that path. It was worth the climb though! The views were fantastic and the exhibition within the castle and church were well worth visiting.
The Minack Theatre was our next stop for the afternoon, back across towards where our Airbnb was located close to the very tip of Cornwall, near Porthcurno. This beautiful open-air theatre was built into the cliff face in Porthcurno and opened initially in 1932, as a small ampitheatre to stage Shakespearian plays. In a normal year upwards to 20 plays will be acted on this stage with the ocean serving as a magnificent and dramatic backdrop. There were no plays on during our visit but a local actor playing out a monologue which was fantastic to sit and listen to while we ate a Cream Tea (the Devon way)
We traversed the theatre, taking seats in a variety of areas and getting all the angles figured out. We walked across the stage (only after the actor had completed with his monologue). We saw the backstage space and all the lighting rigs that would be used to light the stage during performances. We spotted a section at the theatre where the seats had been carved from rock and in them were the names of the plays that had been performed at the theatre. I located one of my favorites, Twelfth Night, among many other brilliant Shakespeare plays.
What really struck me about the Minack Theatre and Porthcurno area was the colour of the sea – a beautiful turqoise I more commonly associate with the Mediterranean or Carribean.
Tempted by the waters I convinced the friend who had joined us for the day to put on a bathing suit and brave the cold, but beautiful, waters at Porthcurno cove. We could see the cove from the Minack Theatre and there were others there crazy enough to be swimming in the water. Bolstered by the site we returned briefly to the Airbnb to change into our bathing suits (and collect towels and warm sweatshirts) before braving the ocean.
We parked just outside Porthcurno Cove and took the small hike down to the cove. After laying our belongings on the sand and leave my partner with them while we worked up our courage to enter the ocean.
With a running start, we jumped into the ocean with a brisk gasp of breath at the coldness just at the start. After a few minutes we went from cold, to numb, and eventually acclimated. It was a beautiful experience to be able to swim in the cove, with the crystal clear water shifting lazily with the current as we bobbed around the safety of the cove. There were others who braved the waters while we treaded water and enjoyed the scenes around us. We eventually left the water but were at least warmed by the beautifully sunny day we had stumbled upon, and returned back to the Airbnb where we could warm up in the hot tub and later the fire of our grill.
Day 4, Wednesday: St Ives & Land’s End
St. Ives, Land’s End & Mousehole
Tuesday had been an incredibly beautiful day – so warm and sunny that I even got to swim in the ocean. Wednesday was the polar opposite – cold, wet and rainy – exactly the kind of day I expected to have on a week-long trip to Cornwall.
It was not standard weather though, it was the start of a weather front named Storm Alex, that was set to batter the coast of England for several days. The storm cancelled several of our plans, starting with Seal Boat Tour we had arranged to take from St. Ives on Wednesday morning. With weather and sea conditions simultaneously worsening the company had to cancel for that morning when the worst of the weather was scheduled to be in the area.
When we woke up at the Airbnb it was pouring so we made the executive decision to stay indoors with a leisurely breakfast and start to our day. The rain eased off (a little) by the time we needed to leave for St. Ives. We had arranged for a chocolate making experience at I Should Coco in St. Ives, and given the weather we had made the right decision. The chocolate making was fantastic, especially as it gave us something to do on a miserable morning.
We returned to our Airbnb for a lunch of Cream Tea, which had been baked and given to us by our hosts, and regrouped as to what we wanted to do for the afternoon. By the time we returned from St. Ives the rain had cleared and we were greeted with sunshine so we enjoyed our Cream Tea on the terrace and soaked in the sunshine.
Land’s End was our next stop. It’s famous for being the furthest point east in the United Kingdom and is very much a tourist attraction (and trap). If it had been busier I might have enjoyed it less but I appreciated it for what it was. They had plenty of things to do with children there, including a farm with animals, and the big attraction (the famous signpost) was behind a pay barrier for a photo to be taken professionally. We still queued and got our’s digitally a week or so later after following instructions provided. It’s definitely a unique experience but do not be surprised by the level of tourist trap that has been achieved around this single signpost.
Crossing back to the other side of the peninsula we skipped touring Penzance and instead focused the remainder of our afternoon on the charming fishing village of Mousehole. Located near Penzance, just beyond Newlyn, the village can be reached by car or a public bus (from Newlyn or Penzance). There’s a car park upon approach to the town and a lovely walk along the harbour, and quaint winding streets to wander and soak in the atmosphere.
It’s a working fishing village and we were able to see some fishing men finishing for the day as they wound up their nets. They were an attraction for other guests who stared over the side of the quay and into their boat while they diligently worked.
We walked along the far quayside for some beautiful views, and stared at the excessively long queue leading from the small village’s only ice cream shop.
As we drove back along the coastal route we caught a glimpse of Saint Michael’s Mount from time to time, and then a rainbow appeared as the sunshine began to dissipate and rain crossed into the bay.
Day 5, Thursday: Penzance to Tintagel
Healey’s Cyder Farm, Padstow, St. Nectan Glen Waterfall, Tintagel
North Cornwall was our next destination after spending several days enjoying west Cornwall; our drive would take us from the south-western peninsula in Cornwall directly north all the way to Tintagel. It was one of the longer days of driving, a little over 2 hours in total around the various stops we had.
Healy’s Cyder Farm was our first visit. I love visiting breweries and distilleries so that is how the Cyder Farm got on my radar. It was quaint but absolutely put together as a tourist attraction and even geared towards kids activities, from a petting zoo to a variety of other kid-themed activities. They had tastings of their cider and an alcohol-free apple juice that they produced as well at various stages in the visit. The museum of how cider is produced in Cornwall was interesting, and they had old equipment that they had bought over the years to showcase the traditional methods of pushing crushed apples through a hay bale to produce the cider. It was a unique place to visit and we really appreciated their cider offerings, having tasted much of the range they had on offer. We paused for another Cream Tea in their cafe before continuing on our journey north.
The fishing village of Padstow has become a popular tourist destination after being featured by Rick Stein and the opening of his restaurant there. I had hoped to see another quaint and picturesque fishing village during our visit, something between a cross of Polperro and Dartmouth. When we reached Padstow it was overflowing with tourists, despite the constant Cornish drizzle in the air, and there was little social distancing or general courtesy between the packed tourists in this tiny fishing village. We had been to larger villages or bigger attractions but had never felt as crowded as in Padstow. We walked across to the quay and had a view of the river, sand bar, and overall fishing harbour in the town.
As the drizzle increased to rain some of the crowds dissipated and the town became tolerable. We did not stay long and did not bother with the local restaurants as a result, but did enjoy the quieter (if damp) wanderings through the harbour and the neighbouring winding streets. The shops were charming and there were a trio of pasty shops in a row that amused me to see, but otherwise, we were not as impressed by Pastow as I had hoped.
We were destined to spend the day damp given that the rain and drizzle had not subsided by the time we were on the road again.
St. Nectan’s Glen was our next stop just outside of Tintagel, where we were staying overnight. It’s a set of three waterfalls to visit after a charming woodland hike. All told it should take about 2 hours in total, between the hour round trip journey from the car park to the entrance, and a bit of time to sit and appreciate the waterfalls once there. By the time we reached the waterfalls it was nearly time for them to close, but we had made it with ten minutes to spare!
The Waterfall, St. Nectan’s Kieve, was glorious. Absolutely worth the woodland hike in the rain and a soaked through rain jacket. It flowed down the side of a hill and through a hole in the rock formation after forming a basin. It was one of the more unusual waterfalls I’ve visited.
By the time we had made it back to the car I was soaked through several layers of clothing, but luckily the hotel was nearby. We checked-in at the Camelot Castle Hotel in Tintagel, with sea views and direct views of Tintagel Castle itself. The building was over a hundred years old and privately owned by a family who inhabited the top few floors. It had a charming atmosphere inside and our room was fantastic, with a direct view of Tintagel Castle itself. Sadly that would provide us with the best views we would have of the castle since our tickets for the following day were in danger of being cancelled due to Storm Alex.
We had made reservations for dinner at a local pub, called the Malthouse Inn, which had fantastic seafood on their menu and a charming interior. It was also in walking distiance to the hotel so we were able to enjoy a few pints of the local distillery’s beer and a leisurely meal.
Day 6, Friday: Tintagel to Clovelly
Tintagel Castle, Boscastle, Docton Mill Tea Room, Clovelly
On Thursday afternoon we had an email from English Heritage, who manage Tintagel Castle, that the Castle could be closed due to high winds and stormy conditions from Storm Alex. While we enjoyed breakfast at our hotel with a view of Tintagel Castle I was busily refreshing my email and the Tintagel Castle homepage to see if an announcement had been made about the closure. Sadly they had to close the site due to the heavy storm conditions, but their cafe and exhibition remained open. Tintagel Castle spans across the mainland, over a bridge, and onto an island-like peninsula with high cliffs and not many guardrails – I could understand why they would choose to close in these conditions.
We decided that later in the year we would return as the drive from Exeter to Tintagel is only a little over an hour.
The Camelot Castle Hotel, where we had stayed the night before, had incredible views of Tintagel Castle. After breakfast the rain was minimal so I grabbed my camera and stepped out into the grounds of the castle to get a view of the coastline and castle. The moment I stepped away from the shelter of the hotel I was bombarded with harsh winds that made me stumble. I was able to take a walk around the hotel and try to enjoy the view but the winds were strong, pushing me around, and making it a challenge. We packed up the car and settled into the tea room at the hotel for a coffee and tea before heading down to the castle, waiting for it to open.
Tintagel Castle was closed but their shop and cafe were open, so we decided we would have a walk down to the cafe at the foot of the castle and have a look around. It was a wet and miserable walk and we were grateful to take shelter at the shop and exhibition. Not a minute passed after we entered the warmth and dry of the exhibition that word came down that they would need to close those as well, due to the increased winds. We managed a glimpse of the cove, caves and castle before we managed to secure the last Land Rover ride from the cafe back to the main street in town, and it was gloriously dry.
With the fresh disappointment of not even getting to enjoy a coffee in the shadow of the castle, we bundled ourselves back into the (dry) car and headed north to the fishing village of Boscastle, unsure what conditions we would find there. It was a short drive but by the time we arrived the rain had mostly subsided and the wind was buffeted by the structure of the village, with its place situated along a river and the sea at a further distance downstream.
Boscastle is a fishing village in northern Cornwall which been turned into a National Trust site with a charming harbour wall walk and a picturesque town. The village sustained tremendous damage due to heavy flooding in 2004 and had a huge impact on tourism to the village and surrounding area.
We walked along the harbour wall and got some exceptional views of Boscastle. Fishermen were hard at work to haul their ships from the harbour; likely preparing for the arrival of Storm Alex and high tide. Luckily the rain stayed at bay during our visit to Boscastle.
After enjoying a wander throughout Boscastle we took back to the road, heading north, and made a detour. We twisted and turned through a single track lane in order to reach the charming Docton Mill’s Tea Room. The rain had returned but there was luckily a comfortable shelter outside the building (since there were limited seats inside). We ordered a cream team and sat in the peaceful charm of this old converted mill. From the mill, we headed further north, back into Devon.
It was mid-afternoon by the time we reached Clovelly, our destination for the evening, and the Red Lion Inn. Clovelly was a village we were very keen to visit and I had managed to secure a room at the harbourside inn. It’s a privately-owned fishing village, and has been for over two hundred years. Several of the homes have been turned into museums to the history of the village but there are many residents in the charming village homes on the steep slope.
The entrance to the village is at the top of the hill but because we were staying overnight at the harbourside inn we drove all the way down to the waterfront and parked up. After we checked in one of the staff suggested that we might want to move our car away from the coast and park it in a parking lot a little ways up the hill. Since the parking was against the coast and Storm Alex was already battering the harbour wall there was some concern for the line of cars parked next to the shore.
We spent the afternoon enjoying hot chocolate and watching the waves batter the harbour walls as Storm Alex surged and the tide increased. Dinner was at the inn, and it was absolutely incredible. The staff seemed more interested in the impressive display made by the waves and were not bothered by the storm so we were able to relax and enjoy the beautiful show of sea spray across the harbour walls.
Day 7, Saturday: Clovelly to Somerset
Clovelly, Lynmouth, Exmoor
The storm carried on through the night and come morning there was a steady drizzle but the tide had receded once more. We enjoyed a wonderful breakfast at the Red Lion Inn and then set out to explore the village.
Storm Alex had another casualty on our plans and our tickets for Dunster Castle were cancelled for that afternoon. Instead, we opted to explore Clovelly at a leisurely pace and would aim to arrive early at our Airbnb for that evening.
The village of Clovelly is set on a steep hill and we started at the very bottom. Normally visitors will start at the top with the visitor’s centre but since we had stayed overnight at the Red Lion Inn we were already inside the village to enjoy the aesthetic properly. We climbed the hill, enjoying the views of the ocean and the charming buildings in the village. The narrow and steep street provided a really picturesque village which was mercifully empty at that time in the morning and during the pandemic, there were very few visitors so we had a peaceful wander.
The village doesn’t allow for vehicles so there are a stable of donkeys used to move goods around, and the local population used sledges along the cobblestone
Our plan was to visit a National Trust property called Watersmeet with lovely woodland walks nearby. Though it was meant to rain we had already spent the majority of several days in similar conditions so we had hoped we would
Along the way, we stopped off to see the raging waters in the river at Lynmouth – courtesy of Storm Alex. The river was absolutely raging and was quite high in its bed. We wondered if Watersmeet would be open at this stage but since it was only a bit further up the road we thought we’d give it a go. When we arrived we saw that it was in the middle of two rivers merging (it was even in the name – Watersmeet) and realized it was closed.
The rest of the afternoon was spent driving across Exmoor. Normally it is an incredibly beautiful site but a few minutes into crossing the moor the fog set in and made visibility very slim. Exmoor National Park is a stunning moorland in the north of Devon, and we drove along the northern route – a quiet single lane track with winding turns and dips through the unique landscape of Exmoor.
Our Airbnb for the evening was over the border in Somerset at the Apple Valley Alpaca Farm – a lovely and spacious studio room. It was still raining heavily when we arrived so we forewent visiting the alpacas until the morning and settled in for a quiet evening in the peace of the Somerset countryside.
Day 8, Sunday: Bristol & Stonehenge
Apple Valley Alpaca Farm, Clifton Suspension Bridge, Stonehenge
The final day of our trip was relatively short as we aimed to be home at a reasonable hour following days of driving (and the inclement weather predicted in the forecast). Our goal had been to have a small wander in Bristol on the way back but opted to drive through the city and across the Clifton Suspension Bridge instead. This beautiful architectural structure designed by Brunel features heavily in advertising for Bristol and Somerset so I had always been keen to visit it.
However, we were able to start the day with a visit to the Alpacas on the farm where our Airbnb was. Our host took us up to their enclosures, in the rain, and we were able to feed them some vitamin-based pellets. They were remarkably friendly and each one was named for an Apple – thus the name Apple Valley Alpaca Farm. We really enjoyed the quiet morning with our breakfast in the studio and our visit with the alpacas on the farm.
After the brief driving visit through Bristol, we carried on to the final stop of our trip – Stonehenge.
One of our routes to Exeter and back is the A303 which passes alongside Stonehenge. You can get a poor glimpse of the ancient structure from your car window along the way so naturally everyone driving the route slows down, almost stopping, to get their glimpse. The queues backup for a distance on the A303 as a result and my fiancee hates the route. I convinced him that we should stop off at Stonehenge and see it properly on our way back home and he grudgingly agreed.
Despite the rain and cold, the close-up views of Stonehenge were tremendously better than those that could be seen from the road. And it was a mercifully quiet day at the ancient landmark so we had the area to ourselves to explore and huddle together for warmth.
Stonehenge is one of those sites that everyone must see once in their lives – to stand there and contemplate how an ancient civilization were able to migrate these massive stones across the rolling hills of England and erect this structure. It’s quite a monumental moment. This was my sixth time visiting and each time has left me breathless.
Eventually we returned home to rest and relax for the rest of our Sunday afternoon, and reflect on the lovely journey we’d had across the south-west of England.
What else could you see?
While researching for this holiday I had created a thorough map of what there was to see throughout Devon and Cornwall. Both counties in England are full of stunning fishing villages, gorgeous nature hikes, historical castles, and amazing food – it’s hard to pin point just what are the very best places to visit. We fell in love with so many villages on this trip but Clovelly most of all. We were sad to have our entrances cancelled to two castles but were awed by our morning at Saint Michael’s Mount. I thought a week would be long enough but be barely scraped the surface.
Some other sites I would have liked the time to visit:
- Brixham, a fishing village in Devon
- Berry Pomeroy Castle, in Devon
- Totnes Castle, in Devon
- Oakhampton Castle, in Devon
- Hope Cove, in Devon
- Cotehele, a National Trust property in Devon
- Readymoney Cove, in Cornwall
- Charlestown, in Cornwall
- Caerhays Castle, in Cornwall
- St Mawes Castle, in Cornwall
- Pendennis Castle, in Cornwall
- Lizard Point, a National Trust nature reserve in Cornwall
- Kynance Cove, in Cornwall
- Sennen Cove, in Cornwall
- Bottalack, a mine head in Cornwall
- Poldark Mine & Cornish Heritage, in Cornwall
- Restormel Castle, in Cornwall
- Trevose Head Lighthouse, in Cornwall
- Port Isaac, in Cornwall
- Watermouth Castle, in Devon
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