Today was the day of ferry rides. After a short walk from the pub down to the inner harbour front I took the ferry from Falmouth to St. Mawes.
The weather was windy and grey but the estuaries are so protected from the open sea the trip across to St. Mawes was choppy but not at all rough.
The Falmouth ferry dock is in the inner harbour which is a safe anchorage for the many pleasure boats that make Falmouth their home.
The second ferry took me from St. Mawes to Place (Yes, there really is a place called Place). The ferry boat was much smaller and the choppy sea occasionally splashed over onto the passengers sitting on the windward side. From St. Mawes all of the way across we could see Place House tucked in to the small bay that was our destination. Place House has been in the Treffey family since the 13th century and the family had an important influence on both Fowey and St. Mawes.
After leaving Place I walked along the coast path to Portscatho where it was easy to find accommodation at a local inn.
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