Botallack Mines, St. Just, Cornwall

I was told by all the brochures that a lovely spot to go just out of Penzance was a village called Mousehole. So I decided to catch the bus there, rather than a train to St. Ives, an unfortunate decision because, though Mousehole was cute, I’d just spent three days in Port Isaac, so a fishing village wasn’t new to me.  I ended up running out of time to see St. Ives, which I’m now devastated about.

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