Finally in Cornwall we were once again eager to test out our new hiking boots. Feeling a little hung over from the night before, we staggered to the town green and caught the bus to Mullion. As you might have noticed in previous blog posts Carolyn and I are big fans of Guglielmo Marconi and it had not escaped our attention that the first wireless transmission across the Atlantic had originated in Poldhu - a few miles up the coast in the wrong direction. There was no way we were going to miss seeing the site of this world changing event. We made good progress too, that was until we came across Poldhu beach. The most staggeringly beautiful beach I have ever seen in my life. Whilst exploring I came across some limpets on a rock which I pointed out to Carolyn with my foot. Unfortunately I knocked one of them off and being a bit soft spent a good while helping it re-attach itself to it's rock.
Eventually we managed to drag ourselves away from Poldhu beach and came to the spot of the fisrt wireless transmission across the atlantic on December 12th 1901. The morse code for 'S' was received by Marconi on Signal Hill, St. John's, New Foundland. The original buildings at Poldhu were demolished but the foundations still remain and there is a really cool museum telling the history of this amazing achievement.
The walk back to the B&B was amazing but it took us a little longer that expected as I was continually stopping to take in the beautiful scenery (I thought Carolyn was going to kill me):
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