Wednesday April 24

Trip Start Apr 18, 2013
Trip End Jul 09, 2013

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Wednesday, April 24, 2013

After breakfast and planning our day we decided to stay another night at Paths End instead of moving on to Plymouth.

Pendennis Castle, Falmouth
One of the finest of the mighty fortresses built by Henry VIII to defend the country against invasion. The castle has seen action in many conflicts and was one of the last royalist strongholds to fall during the English Civil War.
It was built in 1539 for King Henry VIII to guard the entrance to the River Fal on its west bank, near Falmouth.

St Mawes Castle
St Mawes Castle is its opposite number on the east bank and they were built to defend Carrick Roads from the French and Spanish threats of future attack. The castle comprises a simple round tower and gate enclosed by a lower curtain wall. It is now in the care of English Heritage.
St Mawes Castle is among the best-preserved of Henry VIII's coastal artillery fortresses, and the most elaborately decorated of them all. One of the chain of forts built between 1539 and 1545 to counter an invasion threat from Catholic France and Spain, it guarded the important anchorage of Carrick Roads, sharing the task with Pendennis Castle on the other side of the Fal estuary.

We then went to Padstow another beautiful fishing village. We found the Doombar beer that had been recommended to us. It was great, full flavoured with honey sweetness. While walking through the village we found the Petroc Anglican Church. We took photos for Grandma Win - part of the Pederick heritage.

We ate fish and chips and a Cornish fruit scone on the wharf. On our way back to Port Isaac we stopped at Little Petheric and took photos and video for Grandma Win.

Just before Pt Isaac we came across the messy muddy farm from Doc Martin. We both recognized it so we stopped to take photos.

John from The Fishermans Friends Band organized an inaugural Mare's Tales and Mackerel Scales night at the Port Isaac The Golden Lion Inn. It was great fun with local talent singing, reading book extracts, reading poetry, telling stories and jokes. Ron told the story of The Pederick's and two visits to trace them and we then sang Bound for South Australia. Robert Wilton even read from his own book Treason.

We met the Fishermens Friends who are a singing group that all live in the village and put out an album of traditional sea songs. They sold 100,000 copies and growing. They were in the queen’s Jubilee on a barrage and when our TV camera’s were on them they sang Bound for South Australia. They are very famous in the UK but they still fish by day and sing at the pub at night. They were hosting a come along and sing for anyone that wanted to come. The pub only holds about 50 people so we were all packed in like sardines. Locals sang or recited sea poetry or told stories. After a few beers I saw the leader of the group move of to the loo so on his way back checked that they still had ‘Bound for South Australia” in their repertoire. I said if you sing it I will preface it with a story. He jumped at it because that is what he wanted people to do.... volunteer real stories. So I told them the story of the Pedericks leaving for England and us coming back to find the graves of the ones that we left behind, and about the grave stone being missing and us taking a photo of Ash and I on the grave. About us finding the gravestone in a Brixon Stone mason and taking 2 photos of it and when the images were processed the tombstone was superimposed over the grave with Ash and I standing on it. They really loved that yarn and I followed it up with our trip this time and how that very day we had stumbled across the Church of St Petroc and the hamlet of Pethrick on the way to their pub. They sucked it up and the whole pub sang the song “Bound for Sound Australia” with the Fisherman's Friends adding lots of classical hails and actions. It was fantastic. Afterwards lots of people came up and wanted to talk to me. Petherick is just a stones throw away and the towns are more than a 1000 years old. Some just wanted to tell me what a great story it made.
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Paul Hooper on

Wow! What a great day! What a great story! I'm so glad I didn't just flick through this one. This was your true pilgrimage, this is the day you will remember always.

I remember the photos from your first visit all those years ago - the connection with the gravestone. Those shots of Ash when he was what, 4 years old? He looked so cool in his sun glasses. And it's a pilgrimage in 2 ways, with the Doc Martin thing too. I get that. Eva and I have done little pigrimages to places made famous by Anthony Bourdain - we did several in Singapore and there are a couple more here in Bali.

But answer me this, why oh why didn't you go to Ric Stein's restaurant in Padstow? :-)

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