Knits in action

We have just returned from a short break to Watergate Bay in Cornwall.  Most people seem to prefer the beach in summer, but give me a cold and windswept beach any day:

20131112_160050Not only is a cold and windy November beach bracing and exhilerating and restorative, but it is also a great place for knits in action.

20131110_163720The soft focus in the photo above is because we took this in a soft and steady drizzle.  Frequent readers of this blog will notice that, under the down vest, I am wearing my Killybegs cardigan, designed by Carol Feller and knit in Donegal Aran Tweed from Studio Donegal.  Here is another shot, with our hotel in the background.

20131110_161356The rain began when we were a good thirty minutes walk down the beach, and came down steadily.  I am here to tell you that wool is truly a miracle fabric: not a single drop of water penetrated this beautiful Irish wool.  I remained warm and dry and cozy.  It wouldn’t withstand a downpour, but was considerably more wind and water-proof (and attractive) than a fleece.  (Now that I have put in my plug for wool, note that on the next day, I wore a fleece sweatshirt, proving that nobody’s perfect.)

On the second day, we went for a long walk along part of the Coastal Path, which winds along the cliffs above the beach.  It is beautiful in any time of year, but on a windy autumn day it has a special appeal:

20131112_11595420131112_11433420131112_113627Observant readers will notice two handknits in these shots. I am wearing my Wintergreen cowl, knit in seed stitch with a double strand of Malabrigo worsted, and I am also wearing the wonderful Peerie Flooers hat designed by Kate Davies.  This hat was one of the first projects I documented on this blog.  It is very appealing to wear these knits in action, and I get quite a bit of satisfaction out of wearing handknits.

20131111_131412You can see in the above photo that the cold and wind do not discourage the surfers.  They are a die-hard lot; we stood be-hatted and bundled and watched the wet-suit wearing surf fanatics play in the waves.  This is the same beach where Doug and I flew kites on our August trip to Cornwall.  We refrained this time, due to back problems, but the kite flying crowd is also undeterred by the cold:


Doug was in charge of the camera on this holiday, but I made a point of taking a few photos of him so that we could prove he was there.  They all turned out uniformly awful, except for this one:

20131111_134558This beach is also the site of Jamie Oliver’s restaurant, Fifteen, where we had a very nice dinner.  I was impressed because they made up a special 5-course taster menu for me that was not only gluten-free but also without meat.  Since we were staying at the hotel and didn’t need to drive, we had the 5-course taster menu with 5 wines, including a nice talk with the young sommelier-in-training about each wine.  It was fun.  Note to self: someone who gets drunk on her second glass of wine should not order 5 of them.

20131111_211456(Perhaps 5 glasses were also more than enough for the photographer?)

We booked this holiday to celebrate our 22nd anniversary (a little late, since the anniversary was in September).  It was a lovely break from routine with great food, beautiful beaches, long walks, and plenty of time to sit by the fire and knit.