We said farewell to our host at The Southbank Hotel Torquay with a kiss for Kerrie and hand shake for Greg but we would not have been surprised if it had been the other way around - if you get my drift!

Heading out of Torquay on the same road we came in on, we set the GPS for Moretonhampstead - right in the middle of Dartmoor National Park. We have been passed this massive park before but never had the opportunity to drive through the moors. At first we were a little disappointed as the area didn't seen much different from the pastures we had driven through on the way to Torquay. After we turned left and headed further in to the moors, the scenery changed and we were happy.

The moors consist of a variety of landscapes including pine forests, rock formations, wetlands and the craggy moors that we expected. The area is dotted with villages, dry stone walls and stone arched bridges. We stopped in several spots to take photos of the Dartmoor ponies that roam wild and of the woolly sheep which wander on to the road whenever they like. We also stopped at Two Bridges and checked out the geese swimming under the stone bridges. Prince Charles, The Duke of Cornwall, owns the Forest of Dartmoor which is a privately owned part of Dartmoor National Park.

Lunch was in Tavistock, just on the western edge of the moors. While having lunch we realised that we had driven passed the turn off to Dartmoor Prison at Princetown - too late to go back, maybe a visit for next time!

Finally we came to a sign that welcomed us to Cornwall. We stopped for a Cornish pastie in Liskeard and checked out the Lidl store - just like Aldi. Greg bought some socks! After spending the morning on the small A and B roads we rejoined the larger main roads for our drive in to Falmouth, our stop for the night. We drove around town to get our bearings before heading to our Guest House. Our accommodation for the night is at The Red House Guest House, a lovely room with a view of a blossom tree, roof tops and a little of Falmouth Harbour out our picture window - very comfortable digs.

The morning was dreary - AGAIN! Rain, just like the last time we were in Cornwall in 2011. We left Falmouth about 8am and headed towards Penzance. On the way we visited St Michael's Mount in Mount's Bay, just north of Penzance. It is linked to the mainland by a man-made causeway which can be used only during low and mid-tide - definitely NOT todayI We drove on to Penzance hoping to see some pirates - and to have breakfast. We found breakfast but not the pirates - they must have been inside the Taverns drinking rum because it really was rotten weather for plundering! The seas were so rough along the coast that the roads were covered in seaweed and the waves were crashing in to the stone walls. The ferry to The Scilly Isles was even cancelled.

After driving our to The Mousehole, a little village on the cliffs outside Penzance, we drove on to our next stop.

In 2011 we were in this area on our motorbike trip from Turkey to the IOM TT. The day was really windy as we drove out to Land's End - so windy we were almost blown off the end of the land! Today it was not so windy but it was wet as when we left Land's End in 2011. I guess we are destined NOT to have clear weather for our visit to Land's End!

Back in the car, warm and dry, we headed for St Ives - a small fishing village on the coast. Our last visit here was in 1997 when we travelled around the UK on a Trafalgar Bus Tour. The town is a tourist mecca with many art galleries, surf beaches and eateries. We wandered around town in drizzly rain, had lunch and returned to the car to warn up again. Greg had a chat to a man who had been surfing - he was going in to the water as we arrived and we saw him again as we left town about 90 minutes later - he said the water wasn't really cold - we didn't believe him!

Our last night in Cornwall is at Newquay, another seaside town. Much bigger than St Ives and Penzance and far more 'touristy'. Our hotel is at the top of a cliff right in town, very nice but certainly not as flash as The Headland Hotel and Spa that we drove passed on our way into town. Our hotel is one of those very British establishments that has hallways that go on forever and we may need a GPS to find our way back to reception - guess we'll find out when we go out for dinner!