Segways Rock!
Sarah and I just got back yesterday from a week long holiday camping in Cornwall. The whole set of pictures are on my flickr gallery.
We stayed at a campsite in Gwithian near St Ives which was right next to the beach. It was a really idillic place:
The 15th was our anniversary of getting together. We’ve been a couple for 7 years now, and married for more than half that!
Our first date was at Superbowl in Southampton, so to celebrate we decided to find a bowling alley. Sarah found one in the camp site’s yellow pages, so we headed off to Camborne to find it.
When we arrived we found that the ‘Bowl 300′ had been closed for some time, so I hit the button on my sat-nav to find the next nearest one. ‘Hayle bowl’ popped up so off we went. That turned out to be a bowls club, so I hit the button again. Penzance was the next destination, this one had been made into a nightclub, we think, so instead we got ice cream the headed back up to Gwithian beach and went boarding.
That evening I was messing about with my camera, and by pressing lots of buttons and pointing it at the moon I got this weird photo:
On Monday we decided to visit the new BT Futureworld visitor centre at Goonhilly which was awesome we took a bus tour around the facility and got to see the satellite dishes up close
They had a weird ass robot that did impressions which you could control from a touch screen. Basically it just jiggled about while an on board speaker played movie clips. Not exactly the height of technology…
The highlight of the day was another tour, but this time conducted on Segway scooters. These things are so weird and soooo much fun!
We got to ride around the secure area of the site on them taking in the wildlife on site – really contrasting to the mass of technology – and even getting right under the dishes. Here’s us zooming round the car park having learned to segway:
The exhibition teaches you all about different methods of communication. Their history & how they work etc. One of the interactive point let you send a fax between machines about 10 feet apart. There was only one message on my mind at that point:
Tuesday saw us doing some more bodyboarding. The waves were about 5′, but with an interval of about 2secs meaning we basically got hammered. They were relentless.
Once we’d exhausted ourselves completely we headed into the countyside and found a nice pub for dinner. I had the nicest chocolate fudge cake ever! We then played on the pool table with an audience of a couple of old ladies who were waiting for a Taxi. They didn’t know anything about pool, but had watched snooker before & were trying to work out the rules as we played.
Having missed numerous shots, potted the cue ball, then potted each others balls. I’m guessing they still don’t know the rules!
On Wednesday we took the scenic route down to Lands End where we did a couple of Geocaches. We found the first one just before it started pelting down with rain:
By the time we had the second one in our hands we were soaked through. We went back to the commercial part to find a hot chocolate and some refuge but it had all shut at 3.30.
We headed into Penzance to find some food and also found a cool arcade with loads of retro games in, after playing on a few we stuck our noses round a corner and found a bowling alley! t was about half the normal size and the pins were on strings, but it was bowling never the less, so we had a go.
On thursday we had a lazy morning then headed to Penzance again to shop for BBQ food. We had lunch on a beach near St Michael’s Mount
For some reason I developed a weird obsession with getting a photo of a particular signpost with a seagull next to it:
We went back to Gwithian again for our final bodyboarding session of the trip which turned out to be the best. The waves were 8-10′ with a big interval and I got some of the best rides I’ve ever had.
Here’s an unwatchable mobile phone video of me catching a couple of waves:
We finished up the day with a really nice BBQ.
We spent our last day notching up our Geocaching total finding another 5 caches.
It was raining pretty heavily the whole day, so we decided another pub meal was in order. This should have been a simple affair. Drive in to the countryside, find a pub. Eat.
No. Not for us. We discovered that we were feeling wholly unreasonable that day.
30 miles and 11 pubs later, we still hadn’t found one. Here are the reasons for rejection:
- Pub 1: The gammon steak was too big (12oz)
- Pub 2: Not posh enough
- Pub 3: Didn’t ‘feel’ right
- Pub 4: A man at the bar said “They don’t look like they’re from round here’ in a menacing Cornish accent
- Pub 5: It was Karaoke night
- Pub 6: Not serving food that night (and the bar staff appeared to be 14 years old)
- Pub 7: The staff ignored us, and there was a disco on in the function room
- Pub 8: The style of food was ‘off the aga’
- Pub 9: Too posh
- Pub 10: Another that didn’t serve food
- Pub 11: Needed a mortgage to buuy a meal & nothing I liked on the menu
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