By Andy & Deb
We had been invited by friends to celebrate New Years eve in St Agnes, and with Saints playing at Plymouth the next day it seemed an ideal opportunity for our first visit to Treva.
The journey down seemed very easy, being New Years Eve there was little or no traffic on the road . Deb had her traditional panic attack for the 10 miles of cones lining the Bodmin - Indian Queens bypass construction but that soon passed We arrived early afternoon, as we drove into the park a huge buzzard swept down through the trees. The park itself was closed for the winter, but it was far from deserted, it turns out that many owners travel down to the area especially for local New Year celebrations.
After introducing ourselves to Treva, unpacking, a quick cup of tea we decided to explore the area. We soon found a local Tesco to stock up with provisions, no doubt this branch of Tesco has the best view of any in the world, straigh across St Ives bay to the huge sandy beaches of The Towans. Then we drove into St Ives proper . Far from the deserted out of season holiday resort that we expected we found a crowded buzzing town, with musketeers, pirates and spidermen strolling and stumbling around the quaint back streets - and this still mid-afternoon (New years Eve is definitely taken more seriously in these parts.. We eventually headed back and after cooking our dinner changed into our own costumes before heading to St Agnes (full story here ).
After a great evening at the St Agnes Hotel (or as it's better known, andmore in keeping with the evening, The Aggie ) we returned around 1 in the morning we found even more people had arrived to stay overnight in the nearby bungalows. We headed for bed - a granite block bungalow in Cornwall in mid-winter is NOT the warmest place in the world, but a bit of wriggling soon warmed us up.
We woke in the morning, and after setting off the smoke alarm making a cooked breakfast (if any of our "neighbours" were hoping for a lie in that put paid to their plans) we packed and said our goodbyes to Treva before heading to Plymouth. We both agreed we couldn't wait to come back.
We had been invited by friends to celebrate New Years eve in St Agnes, and with Saints playing at Plymouth the next day it seemed an ideal opportunity for our first visit to Treva.
The journey down seemed very easy, being New Years Eve there was little or no traffic on the road . Deb had her traditional panic attack for the 10 miles of cones lining the Bodmin - Indian Queens bypass construction but that soon passed We arrived early afternoon, as we drove into the park a huge buzzard swept down through the trees. The park itself was closed for the winter, but it was far from deserted, it turns out that many owners travel down to the area especially for local New Year celebrations.
After introducing ourselves to Treva, unpacking, a quick cup of tea we decided to explore the area. We soon found a local Tesco to stock up with provisions, no doubt this branch of Tesco has the best view of any in the world, straigh across St Ives bay to the huge sandy beaches of The Towans. Then we drove into St Ives proper . Far from the deserted out of season holiday resort that we expected we found a crowded buzzing town, with musketeers, pirates and spidermen strolling and stumbling around the quaint back streets - and this still mid-afternoon (New years Eve is definitely taken more seriously in these parts.. We eventually headed back and after cooking our dinner changed into our own costumes before heading to St Agnes (full story here ).
After a great evening at the St Agnes Hotel (or as it's better known, andmore in keeping with the evening, The Aggie ) we returned around 1 in the morning we found even more people had arrived to stay overnight in the nearby bungalows. We headed for bed - a granite block bungalow in Cornwall in mid-winter is NOT the warmest place in the world, but a bit of wriggling soon warmed us up.
We woke in the morning, and after setting off the smoke alarm making a cooked breakfast (if any of our "neighbours" were hoping for a lie in that put paid to their plans) we packed and said our goodbyes to Treva before heading to Plymouth. We both agreed we couldn't wait to come back.
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