We all have a story about what St Ives means to us …Here’s our editor’s:
“Where are you going on holiday this year?” my friend asked…I don’t know why she bothered – she always gets same answer from me…
When I tell her that I have four or five trips planned to St Ives this year, you can hear her inner groan… usually followed with “don’t you ever go anywhere else?”
I’m ashamed to say it I was the same…
My now husband invited me on a camping trip when I was around 28 – we were both single and had no one to share our holidays with at the time. I groaned and said I preferred the idea of Barbados, the Caribbean, remote Greek island or Spanish spa hotel….anywhere but an English seaside town!
I have to point out that at this stage my life, my experience of English seaside towns consisted of Morecambe, Blackpool, Southport, Prestatyn and a forgettable trip to Torquay where I didn’t even manage to see the sea all the time I was there.
So it is quite amazing really that almost two decades later my husband and I not only actually got together, had a family, and gained a dog, but that we all now visit four or five times a year.
So what do I say when people keep asking my why we come back over and over again?
Well what people tell me when I talk about my spring, summer, autumn and sometimes winter breaks, is that when I talk about St Ives my eyes light up, I smile, memories of our children and friends’ children enjoying the fabulous beaches, jumping off the pier into the warm inviting or sometimes bracing sea, watching them swimming with the seals, trying their hand at surfing, barbecues on the beach, lovely early morning and evening walks with our dog taking in all mother nature has to offer and the fabulous sunsets…well it doesn’t just warm my heart it melts it.
There isn’t one magic ingredient that pulls me back to St Ives year after year, there’s lots of them. Sure the beaches are one of the main attractions and the classic image of Kitty’s cottage and Quay House alongside the three arches of Smeaton’s Pier with the contrasting sand and sea all finished off with gorgeous fishing boats bobbing on the crystal clear waters.
These things bring me and my family back season after season, year after year. But for me it’s the people: the friends we’ve made, the memories we’ve created, and the fact that as soon as you arrive and drive past the Lifeboat station and the Alba to be taken aback by the stunning view that greets me, I know just one thing and it’s the most important thing in the world…I’m home!