End of the line

My Penzance adventure started from our local train station, for a short hop to Reading to pick up one of the new Hitachi bi mode trains to Penzance. Bi mode, is a train that can get electric power from an overhead wire and where the track doesn’t have that, it turns on its diesel generator to power the train. This is of course the route of the Brunel line. I must admit as we got closer to Penzance our average speed appeared to drop, but I was in no rush. Five hours in a train is better than a lot more, as sole driver, in a very old car… As I got out there was a gaggle of ladies who were clearly having a holiday without their respective partners. One of them was trying to do a selfie of them all in front of the train, I offered to do it. I then told them, please don’t trash the town, they all laughed. 

After checking in to my place to stay, I had a wander around and had a coffee and two scoops of Cornish vanilla ice cream. Which was divine. I walked down Chapel St which has some nice buildings. 

After a freshen up I decided to pop in a local Tapas style restaurant called EZPZ. It did not have a drinks licence, but no matter, I had a seafood Indian curry with the Patatas Bravas dish. It was sublime. I popped into a local pub for a pint of Doom Bar and to look at their menu, not very inspiring unfortunately. It was still warm, so I walked halfway towards Marazion on a path that follows the coast and railway. At this place during a low tide you can walk to St Michael’s Mount, which I want to do. Along the walkway were interesting things to read, about the coastline years ago, the amazing different styles of seaweed found in this area, and also QRcodes to  access podcasts. Impressive. 


In fact ancient tree remains have been used in these public information areas  as works of art which is also good, as you can touch and feel the texture of the wood. In the photo below you can just about  see St Michael’s mount. I will have to wait until later in the week before a handy low tide allows safe passage.



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