The kids eating their first Cornish Pastie on the harbour
It was advised to us that we took the train into St Ives as parking is very difficult to secure. It was a bit of a pain, as trains only went once an hour; and it was pretty windy and cold up on the platform - though ti was exciting for the kids to be on a train and for us to buy tickets. The train took us along the seafront and the view into St Ives was very pretty.
Originally a fishing village, St Ives is now a very popular seaside resort and holiday destination. Though mostly closed, the harbourside shops were setup for the summertime, with every second shop being an icecream parlour or a cafe.
We stopped in for our (now traditional) hot chocolate at the oldest pub in St Ives - and possibly of all of Cornwall. The Sloop Inn has been dated back to the 1300s, and it would be easy, once your eyes adjust to the gloom and your head stops hurting from bumping into the low beams, that the tiny bar was once filled with dirty pirates and low lives spilling from the ships docking at the harbour.
Though far too windy and wet to sit in the front, I can imagine how atmospheric it would be to sit on the cobblestones with an ale and look out over the seafront on a sunnier day. The front basically runs straight into the harbour ( so I think you'd need to be careful if you'd had a few too many one night and had to walk home!)
No doubt too, the tiny cobblestoned streets would be filled with holiday makers in spring and summer; but to day it was slick with rain and hurried locals desperate to get into a warm spot.
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