As we were driving there, we passed the Royal Cornwall Show where we found congested traffic. A lot of people were going there and they had a huge field where people were parking. We had to drive so slowly through that area, we could look through openings in the hedges and fences and see horses and riders all tacked up for showing which peaked our interest. Of course we had to press on but part of us wanted to go to the show, as well.
As we approached Tintagel, I could see this building in the distance that looked familiar. I recognized it from the premier episode of Doc Martin as the place he meets the committee that appoints him. Once we parked, we started walking towards the castle.
Sites in Tintagel, taken by Mom |
View of the church on our walk, taken by Mom |
Views along our walk, taken by Mom |
Camelot Hotel, taken by Mom |
View down to the castle, taken by Mom |
Another view, taken by Mom |
Pathways down to the castle, taken by Mom |
After walking back to the village, we finally saw the sign directing us to the castle. It was a steep walk down and we could pay 2 pounds to take a ride down. We both decided to walk but it took Mom a lot longer with her bum knee. So I looked through the gift shop while waiting and saw some neat things and ideas for gifts!
Path down to the castle with side paths to other ruins on the way |
Cafe and stream at the entrance to the castle |
Tintagel Castle is considered the legendary seat of King Arthur. The film taught us about the origin of this story which is most likely nothing more than just that... a story. A good story, but a story.
King Arthur |
Mom makes her way up to the castle |
View of the rocky beach below |
Mom's still climbing! Camelot Hotel in the background as well as the path up to the ruins above the gift shop not on the island |
Doorway/Entrance into the castle itself |
After climbing back down to the gift shop, we got our souvenirs and then, looking at the clock, realized we needed to take the ride back up to get to the car park in time. So we paid our 2 pounds each and took the ride. We paid for another our for the car park and then went to find lunch. We stopped at “Pengenna Restaurant” and sat outside for an alfresco meal.
Mom ordered a potato leek soup and I ordered a cheese [potato] chive pasty. We shared our food with each other and enjoyed both dishes.
It was getting to late afternoon, so we started the drive back to Camborne. Once we again passed the Royal Cornwall Show, we could still see horses and riders so Mom suggested we turn around and go see it. There was a little road to the right just then, so we did just that. Pulling into the parking field, we saw that there was no charge to park! So then we walked towards the entrance to the show. We could see there was a charge of over 8 pounds to get it in! That was a bit more than we wanted to pay, but began steeling ourselves to have to do so. When we stopped at the entrance, we saw a lot of people leaving, so we asked if the show was over. We were told it was still going on and when asking about the entrance fee, they said due to the lateness of the day, we could go in for free! Woo-hoo!
In the main arena there was a group from Australia doing tricks on four-wheelers. I began to fear we had just missed the horse show. But we kept walking and found a riding ring behind the main arena where there were about thirty horse and riders all dressed in hunt outfits, mounted, and ready to ride.
We asked a fellow onlooker if there were upcoming horse events and she told us that there was a hunt relay coming up and that if we slipped into the grand stand, we wouldn’t have to pay for our seats! Sure enough, people were leaving and after the four-wheelers were done, we found front row seats in chairs on the ground level! After about 20 minutes, the course was set up by teenage Air Cadets and the riders and walked the course in their teams.
they had to walk over a “bridge” which was a wooden bottom between a jump with two poles about 3-4 feet apart from each other.
Then they had to open a gate, go through it, and close/latch it behind them
before completing the rest of the jumps,
the final one being a “hedge” which was a jump stuffed with tree branches.
Some of the horses refused jumps and if they couldn’t get them to take them after several attempts, they would signal a team member to come and take the hunt crop and complete the course for them. One girl couldn’t get through the gate and latch it behind her without getting off her horse. By then, the horse was so spooked he wouldn’t stand for her to mount after multiple attempts, so she had to have then next rider come and take over. It was a great show and we loved cheering with the crowd as the riders took the jumps successfully. It was a lot different from stadium jumping where the audience is silent while the riders complete the course, one at a time. Afterwards, the judges awarded the ribbons.
After that, they announced they would have stadium jumping as well! So we stayed for that, too.
By the time the last rider had taken the course, the sun we very low! It was fantastic with only one rider being unseated. He took a bad fall and horse went over him. I couldn’t tell from where I was sitting if the horse trod on him or not. He was able to get up and walk off the course and people standing at the entrance to the arena caught his mount. The final rider was the winner and we watched him get his award.
Then it was time to drive back to our lodge. Grandma was wondering where we were! We warmed up some leftovers for supper and then Mom walked up to the wifi zone before bed.
Great day!
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