St Ives - Raft competition

when i arrived in St Ives i don't know why, maybe because of the ales i previously had in the best bus stop in the world, i remember i was very cheered up. well, there was another reason for that: this crazy raft competition. this was it's name, but it was more about dressing up than being the fastest. for example my personal favourite team finished last. in fact they didn't even reach the finish line... but if u ask the audience, they were the most popular...
here each team had to pick up their 'princess' and other team's supporters were trying to hamper it. the first team is approaching the meeting point:

Siege. The weapons: flour-filled balloons. attaaaaack!! waiting for the next candidates...
well, these guys sank half-way to the final. no surprise: with this vehicle... loooosers:they were loosers too, but they were the lovely ones :)
too silly to dislike them.
anyway, St Ives is a lovely port town, and even more one of the most popular holiday resorts in the UK. and i perfectly understand why:still in the evening i traveled to Penzance, coz i had accommodation there. i took this photo from the train:
next day i had only a few hours in the morning to have a look at the town. nice-nice, nothing memorable though - at least i can't remember anything special :)
but as always i spotted interesting things and i enjoyed walking around there too. i respect buskers (especially if they can play well...):then suddenly i felt like i was in a Western film:unfortunately i only saw St. Michael's Mount from the train, but it was still impressive (castle on an island):
here i was already stitting on the train, heading towards Manchester, being excited to meet someone whom i hadn't seen for a while.