Frolicking Through the Fields of Zennor, Cornwall

First things first - apologies for the complete lack of posts recently, I've just been incredibly busy and haven't had a moment to post anything unfortunately.

But anyway, I can't finish my posts about Cornwall without mentioning the adorable village we stayed in.  Zennor is a teeny tiny dot on the map, but it's one of my favourite places on earth now.  Home to the Tinners Arms pub, our hostel (more on that later), and a handful of houses, there isn't much, but it is exactly that which makes it so lovely.

We stealth walked around the fields in hope of not disturbing all the rabbits, and it took many attempts to get a photo of one!

Now onto our hostel...again, one of my favourites.  It's called Zennor Backpackers and can be found in this converted chapel, which is also home to a cafe on the ground floor.  Our room had a perfect, unrestricted view of the cliffs, it was simply stunning.

After spending a long time playing with the calves, you can have some delicious food and plenty of drinks at the Tinners Arms.  It's one of the oldest pubs in the world, and really cosy and perfect for some drinks, and also has plenty of vegetarian options thankfully.

The Cornish South Coast, Cornwall Day 5

Our fifth day in Cornwall saw us drive along the south coast, and explore all the bays and beaches there.  Along the way we scouted out the small village of Trewennack (Chewy's last name), and I capture this beauty of a photo!

Rather than ramble on, I'll let the photos do the talking in today's post.  Enjoy!

Anyone for a giant, face-sized pasty?

Call me immature, but I thought this sign was hilarious.

Exmoor National Park/One of the Best Days of My Life

I always have been, and still am, a horsey person.  A mere 4 hour drive was not going to come between me and some of the last wild horse herds in the world! So Chewy and I embarked on the long drive from Zennor to Exmoor, so that I could see some wild ponies.

But first, we stopped off to have a picnic in one lonely corner of the national park.

 

And then...this happened! By far one of the best days of my life.  A herd of wild Exmoor ponies all gathered under a tree.  Perfection.

These two little guys (well, guy and gal) watched us closely as we drove past. Cuties.

The sun was shining, birds were chirping, I'd seen wild ponies, and now I was ready for some tea.  Cue Tarr Farm, also found in the Exmoor national park, and it's delicious offering of Cornish cream teas.  Chewy went for the manly option and had a beer.

I'd also like to point out that this is Chewy covering his scone in cream and not me!

More ponies.

I'll end this post with an example of how not to take a jumping photo.

I cannot recommend going to Exmoor National Park enough.  Even if you're not into horses as much as I am, the park itself is stunningly beautiful and filled with all sorts of wildlife and outdoor activities.  And it is so worth the ridiculously long drive from western Cornwall.