Polperro, Cornwall (Part 3)

Continuing to walk around Polperro, this will be the last post on this particular village. Do check my previous two posts if you have not as it is such a picturesque and interesting place.
I will share some interesting history at the end.

Something different - a house decorated with shells

We are actually on the east side of the harbour having come down from the cliffs on the west side

I don't think I could concentrate on reading here

walking along these narrow alleyways is fun

We come to the museum and tearoom

We are ready for a break and some light refreshment

Just a scone with butter as neither of us like cream and certainly not the famous Cornish clotted cream that everyone goes wild over

cottages built right into the cliffs

I would love to have been able to swim here

but it is time to turn around and head back

but maybe a photograph first

These jumbled houses are the work of Cornish fishermen. They wanted a place to store their gear and Pilchard catch, and over that a loft divided into rooms like the cuddy of his boat. He reached the ground by means of stone or wooden steps.

Wending your way along traffic free streets to the small harbour, you are treading the paths where once fish were carted, and under cover of night, Brandy casks and Tobacco bales wee carried into their hideouts.

Make no mistake, this peaceful fishing cove was once a thriving centre for the area's smuggling.

Wagon loads of contraband left here, some heading across Bodmin Moor, en route to London

(There will be more on Bodmin Moor in a later post.