tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42637369037797174592024-03-14T17:55:18.527+00:00GreenCoffeePotRamblings In Space And Time...GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.comBlogger224125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-87161418267270882292020-07-22T08:25:00.000+01:002020-07-22T08:25:17.630+01:00SWCP Day 43: The end of the beginning<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><p style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 11px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><h3 style="text-align: left;">Day 43</h3><h3 style="text-align: left;">Kingsand to Plymouth</h3><h3 style="text-align: left;">Approx. 5 miles, 200m ascent</h3><h3 style="text-align: left;">16,160 steps</h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Now my endpoint was going to be my sister’s house in Plymouth, I had just a few easy miles to do today to finish up my walk. I took my time packing up camp, then made use of the excellent campsite cafe for a very good breakfast before getting back to the path. I was still feeling 100% confident in my decision to finish at Plymouth, and the forecast for another scorching day certainly made my choice very easy.</font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq4O9YVxh9vqFD6XMf7fSUr2KYhSBQnQ-hGsW1JR4LBrTr9GIcW0-tbXrfWxzqJM1cNRqI4z3tLfYno5vjXVfPYN4XmauNdP8akfS-ViXj__kFXQjEbBjuwhTNX_UUzZwWqkYg2H8-4Rp/s1500/massivebreakfast.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1445" data-original-width="1500" height="385" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhq4O9YVxh9vqFD6XMf7fSUr2KYhSBQnQ-hGsW1JR4LBrTr9GIcW0-tbXrfWxzqJM1cNRqI4z3tLfYno5vjXVfPYN4XmauNdP8akfS-ViXj__kFXQjEbBjuwhTNX_UUzZwWqkYg2H8-4Rp/w400-h385/massivebreakfast.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The best breakfast<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After breakfast I found my way back down the hill to join the path just east of Kingsand. The first section was through scrubby bushes on low cliffs, then I was soon under the trees on the outskirts of the estate of Mount Edgcumbe. The walking was pleasant in the shade of the trees, with views across Plymouth sound, and hints of what must have once been quite the aristocratic playground dotted along the path.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78mLvxBp3OoJvxP9AHg_UMEjcuL4Img45X3j8n2A6Lldr4qGezgSYpET8ZoRhjtyAt02HNY5c1UVPz2Wu_ATHey5aE2wyRHt5fJWMo9ejgOUKDIqnBaQRRZgzB6kt2wd0ruEHxDGhrap8/s1500/Plymouthsound.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi78mLvxBp3OoJvxP9AHg_UMEjcuL4Img45X3j8n2A6Lldr4qGezgSYpET8ZoRhjtyAt02HNY5c1UVPz2Wu_ATHey5aE2wyRHt5fJWMo9ejgOUKDIqnBaQRRZgzB6kt2wd0ruEHxDGhrap8/w640-h480/Plymouthsound.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Across the Sound<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj17tIx-pMegB5EMPEOzw_GY6PNEovesvrkHARYB1-J8ipEKgqEJqhkVUGsKiwH-QjC6Pl6Y2nW2gpsPEwzaNRxXdQSUvX2HDqlyaydilOiCa4nrPloJiSDBCSbVOJbeOrt6m1YkJn9eOr2/s1500/Bigripples.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj17tIx-pMegB5EMPEOzw_GY6PNEovesvrkHARYB1-J8ipEKgqEJqhkVUGsKiwH-QjC6Pl6Y2nW2gpsPEwzaNRxXdQSUvX2HDqlyaydilOiCa4nrPloJiSDBCSbVOJbeOrt6m1YkJn9eOr2/w640-h480/Bigripples.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another scorching morning</td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2XcX84KRhJNxnlZ3m-2We9FpEjEt0ZcLj4ymOqFCSskigWocQm-NEktqcdmBUgvmmU8E_2ZEqb7kGP3Vas85x5oOKx4Vw3uQ12LoVKi5c_8i2u5JBaJ_9FyIfV2H7m4-_UWmorSdO9NIl/s1500/framed.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2XcX84KRhJNxnlZ3m-2We9FpEjEt0ZcLj4ymOqFCSskigWocQm-NEktqcdmBUgvmmU8E_2ZEqb7kGP3Vas85x5oOKx4Vw3uQ12LoVKi5c_8i2u5JBaJ_9FyIfV2H7m4-_UWmorSdO9NIl/w640-h480/framed.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not far to go!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I was soon within the gardens of the estate, which are rather pleasingly free and open to the public. I wasn’t quite expecting formal gardens to be part of the coast path, just shows the variety of the walking! There were plenty of people enjoying the pretty and precisely maintained gardens, and I enjoyed an hour or so wandering round taking too many photos. An ice-cream eaten in the shade of the elegant orangery, and I found my way to the ferry point at Cremyll, past big groups of school kids making use of the wide lawns for outdoor activities. I’m sure the aristocrats that built the house and estate would be horrified at the crowds of ordinary people making use of it, but I was fully delighted by the prettiness of the place and the happy atmosphere.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglItBKPUbRPH80QjiSSinQPj-eHiY1ebizer0LAX1KjRksmD2rttcP_2NscsJzivDEex0UQnvR3253TCZLVYHCJSGiJc3XvkVuTZW64QSzM5G3a5vCmRd02EeEA_SjcI1sAyP5WDNn7D0N/s1500/clams.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglItBKPUbRPH80QjiSSinQPj-eHiY1ebizer0LAX1KjRksmD2rttcP_2NscsJzivDEex0UQnvR3253TCZLVYHCJSGiJc3XvkVuTZW64QSzM5G3a5vCmRd02EeEA_SjcI1sAyP5WDNn7D0N/w640-h480/clams.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giant clams!</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8zdLCjERPijU_6Yve8xUAkNStC0VKziCBKBH6mv0UMea-2enyIEwoDnVZhRi8q82303ifm2I0-l7vgUP0C56pzdGcV9WvujivyKidYhhIQ2YrvFmkMnSDzUh-3L14-BDMEy7rjudB0uZ/s1500/Cornishjungle.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ8zdLCjERPijU_6Yve8xUAkNStC0VKziCBKBH6mv0UMea-2enyIEwoDnVZhRi8q82303ifm2I0-l7vgUP0C56pzdGcV9WvujivyKidYhhIQ2YrvFmkMnSDzUh-3L14-BDMEy7rjudB0uZ/w640-h480/Cornishjungle.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cornish jungle</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikcLd0vp6rJ4XVYXe3KCFINZi0g20fQBv2NcTt0ZCAjP3j-bqxMF9204XHs_hCvKWFXbfF9yADakRNyyRIqpG-j2ooiPFotEp_REEzi3kKbtnTx3vF6LIEJi_GhV8cDGFjxO0NknmBiYcy/s1500/Orangery.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikcLd0vp6rJ4XVYXe3KCFINZi0g20fQBv2NcTt0ZCAjP3j-bqxMF9204XHs_hCvKWFXbfF9yADakRNyyRIqpG-j2ooiPFotEp_REEzi3kKbtnTx3vF6LIEJi_GhV8cDGFjxO0NknmBiYcy/w640-h480/Orangery.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The orangery at Mount Edgcumbe</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gjo311DvrfSKtH0jLNkvgg3QJY0qRkB8viKuXh7hEs0va1zLaWQgQXQSupavsYDsA4WXC0cyrh2knoQ87iKLadmMy7eNE1nJiWiQWXwUVW9KM0tS2PHVG6uUPwpgKP132vRYa5tIuXV2/s1520/topiary.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1520" data-original-width="1400" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0gjo311DvrfSKtH0jLNkvgg3QJY0qRkB8viKuXh7hEs0va1zLaWQgQXQSupavsYDsA4WXC0cyrh2knoQ87iKLadmMy7eNE1nJiWiQWXwUVW9KM0tS2PHVG6uUPwpgKP132vRYa5tIuXV2/w590-h640/topiary.jpeg" width="590" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cheerful planting<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I took the short ferry ride across to Admiral’s Hard, with plenty of boat traffic for entertainment. I then just had a mile or two to walk through Plymouth, mostly through parks. The day was a very pleasant way to end my walk, and the final ferry ride was a good ending point. Plymouth would also be an easy place to pick up and finish the last 220 miles to Dorset.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn00V9Ek7p17FUvdesi9SKSqe1RkjVZELkWL9tDUCvSGLeeMsVHZZXNatDwx5IU-CODIXiVDGUUQe5vKWuQ3_y7iTfqSQE6Bxo00WWxIkADA94FDlboXBmitoP4m7OMfIlmFCe0w1ShDnx/s1500/finalferry.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn00V9Ek7p17FUvdesi9SKSqe1RkjVZELkWL9tDUCvSGLeeMsVHZZXNatDwx5IU-CODIXiVDGUUQe5vKWuQ3_y7iTfqSQE6Bxo00WWxIkADA94FDlboXBmitoP4m7OMfIlmFCe0w1ShDnx/w640-h480/finalferry.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Final Ferry<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I had intended to complete the walk this Spring, but of course COVID-19 has completely turned the world on its head, and I wasn’t able to go. It has been a welcome distraction re-living my walk, and going back through all the photos. There are many places I can’t wait to revisit, and I definitely intend to complete the path next year. After that, perhaps all the way round the coast of the UK?!</span></p>
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<h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Final stats:</font></h3>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Total days: 43</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Rest days: 7</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Total distance (approx. according to guidebook): 410.4 miles</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Total ascent (approx. according to guidebook): 24,057 metres (nearly 3x Everest!)</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Pizzas eaten: 4</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Pasties eaten: Countless</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Youth hostels: 3 (wish I had discovered them earlier!)</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Hotel: 1 (Clovelly)</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Campsites: 23</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Spending: Approx. £30-£40 a day</font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVRZgLPODVQ5eUk8GvhB-rl67eZGuuhqNIBBh9I8V2dIVE9K0C7hvcQ5oslPrNAlgEg45t183w6BOBdIY0NCub8AYs_tNlwqKH4hCJqERULkO8TOtuOmvVkHU9SHoQ0aLfu83wasrJ8BJr/s1491/Gotime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1491" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVRZgLPODVQ5eUk8GvhB-rl67eZGuuhqNIBBh9I8V2dIVE9K0C7hvcQ5oslPrNAlgEg45t183w6BOBdIY0NCub8AYs_tNlwqKH4hCJqERULkO8TOtuOmvVkHU9SHoQ0aLfu83wasrJ8BJr/s320/Gotime.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not the finishing photo yet!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-55463882301479172042020-07-16T08:30:00.002+01:002020-07-22T08:36:23.305+01:00SWCP Day 42: The beginning of the end<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div><p style="font-family: "helvetica neue"; font-size: 11px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Day 42</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Seaton to Kingsand</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 15 miles (5 by bus), 500m ascent</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">24,705 steps</font></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">I planned an early start to beat some of the heat, but I definitely woke up on the wrong side of the bed that morning. I was still grumpy about the rubbish and expensive campsite, and my feet were back to feeling very painful again. I got packed up and was walking by 7am, feeling groggy and cross about it all. A lot of the day’s walking would be on roads, so I stomped off down the quiet country lane and was soon in Seaton proper, which didn’t seem to be much apart from some holiday lodges and caravans, no chance of a breakfast.</font></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirACc8f1czp-Ntmr2Bma893H1hKcgBbynpIXIB_D11nKLephQuvfbaH_lYgQZrGJlw8B-1o0H90bNWFSacwVG0_c7vSrvAaC518EnnyGQ7r3wQPdiv_czwQYzoIyoryg4iNvjxW6jvUbsc/s1500/Seatonearly.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirACc8f1czp-Ntmr2Bma893H1hKcgBbynpIXIB_D11nKLephQuvfbaH_lYgQZrGJlw8B-1o0H90bNWFSacwVG0_c7vSrvAaC518EnnyGQ7r3wQPdiv_czwQYzoIyoryg4iNvjxW6jvUbsc/w640-h480/Seatonearly.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Early morning walking<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">I found that I could walk along the sea wall instead of carrying on up the road, and was lucky that the tide was out as the path seemed to disappear onto the sand at the end of the concrete wall. I found a cut back up into the village of Downderry, and was able to get some supplies at the post office village shop, no coffee though! My mood was little improved as I continued my trudge along the road through the village, finally finding the path winding up onto the cliff. By this point it was about 8.30 and already getting roasting hot. I stopped in the shade of some big trees to eat a scotch egg, and soon had the company of some bitey horseflies also looking for breakfast.</font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpxGLYAMkIXdZeEbU3PSb5embREkS2pSjwqOr6ho5PR9G0AbPznRUwH2PnwEfWzpPEWYv6jZ3QZOD_Veu3QbOLRFHHL-0Hfw1rj0z1YWifxbjHIt2O93tpIHB_IhJIdN7qOHLv3rbmEI9/s1500/clearblue.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdpxGLYAMkIXdZeEbU3PSb5embREkS2pSjwqOr6ho5PR9G0AbPznRUwH2PnwEfWzpPEWYv6jZ3QZOD_Veu3QbOLRFHHL-0Hfw1rj0z1YWifxbjHIt2O93tpIHB_IhJIdN7qOHLv3rbmEI9/w640-h480/clearblue.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another hot day on the cards</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NoUcO0kMaZPDHTVcXnWMSpIEc2edPL8oM-b5OUB7IcczefmbVWUlQTqjz6s9LIuDBRNcCeQNjcXyHYy4MomHN2QTcO4xfRiAdQ_RSKebKUPJBP1yXbSqdcXx1IaTFbMSAH0q63T1-Q4X/s1500/hazymorning.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9NoUcO0kMaZPDHTVcXnWMSpIEc2edPL8oM-b5OUB7IcczefmbVWUlQTqjz6s9LIuDBRNcCeQNjcXyHYy4MomHN2QTcO4xfRiAdQ_RSKebKUPJBP1yXbSqdcXx1IaTFbMSAH0q63T1-Q4X/w640-h480/hazymorning.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Morning haze towards Portwrinkle and Rame head<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I hurried on, sore feet not enjoying the steep steps to the top of the hill. Of course the views were stunning, with a vast panorama around Whitsand bay looking towards Rame head. This morning though I was a little oblivious to it. I had soon collected a cloud of horseflies, and as the fierce sun was beating down I huffed and puffed and worked myself up into quite a meltdown on that quiet clifftop, shouting at the flies to sod off, and wildly waving my walking poles, which was entirely ineffective. I stomped on growling and trying to throw them off, and had the sudden realisation that I would end my walk when I reached my sister’s house in Plymouth, now just a few miles away.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNxsiCFgLn8dS4mlJs6fCZ_2CvoZUH-5MRT8_WpiJGfxWYqo8a5917mVJQZEIuPkLX1v5HQI15nJLYkPwjdEvubEL-fbu9zKhy1eusdTK9Kwc8yxvCzqACIpjmNic84we1Bs2btUrSyX7B/s1500/oldfort.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNxsiCFgLn8dS4mlJs6fCZ_2CvoZUH-5MRT8_WpiJGfxWYqo8a5917mVJQZEIuPkLX1v5HQI15nJLYkPwjdEvubEL-fbu9zKhy1eusdTK9Kwc8yxvCzqACIpjmNic84we1Bs2btUrSyX7B/w640-h480/oldfort.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the end of the military road<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My decision to start the walk had been quite spur of the moment, and now my decision to quit was almost instantaneous. Perhaps it sounds a bit pathetic to quit because of a few flies, but I had never intended the walk to be a miserable endurance slog, which was why I was taking my time. Although I had wanted to do it for the physical challenge, I also set out to enjoy exploring the coast, and the constant heat and the flies were making it very unenjoyable. I knew now after completing 400-odd miles that I was perfectly capable of the physical side, but I didn’t just want to slog to the end for the sake of it.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib00sH-8w8Qe0c89msYzHV2kkRAraN-eSIbgmEvPlQD6EWHaKbORaHN5r6_0okLvK5GMRuR_nTyhU8s3_TOp8nZO8jGGtN5o1xGXQyNRNEcKtjcx5-ZOkP9Ix7n40Vj9qjCeH3KnI0X4YM/s1500/longwhitsandbay.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEib00sH-8w8Qe0c89msYzHV2kkRAraN-eSIbgmEvPlQD6EWHaKbORaHN5r6_0okLvK5GMRuR_nTyhU8s3_TOp8nZO8jGGtN5o1xGXQyNRNEcKtjcx5-ZOkP9Ix7n40Vj9qjCeH3KnI0X4YM/w640-h480/longwhitsandbay.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A day of long views<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At Portwrinkle I found a cafe with a big terrace that was about to open, so I set myself up on a big table, under the shade of the umbrella, and ordered a bacon sandwich. I chatted to the guy behind the till and told him about the walk and that I had decided to quit, which further confirmed my choice in my head. I sat and considered my plan for the day. I was completely sure of my decision to quit, but I did need to get to Plymouth. The next section of the path was about 4 miles along a road, and as there was a bus option I decided to take it, having no desire to deal with traffic and hot tarmac stomping. I sat and enjoyed the cool shade for a good while, then found the bus and got going again, first to Anthony and a bus change, then alighting a little short of Rame head.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_cNpCLg97mSIMHixYG2NHoYcRBJC3EDL44a4ablMqXBL_QPY-9R363Gthf3rBDp_zJxM9_9SuaCrRuZucTXUrRsQftD6h0HPV2RCOhFsrOBqyrZWSfjO3GB5PqkpzawVu2speTz5AF5rp/s1500/Militaryroadend.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_cNpCLg97mSIMHixYG2NHoYcRBJC3EDL44a4ablMqXBL_QPY-9R363Gthf3rBDp_zJxM9_9SuaCrRuZucTXUrRsQftD6h0HPV2RCOhFsrOBqyrZWSfjO3GB5PqkpzawVu2speTz5AF5rp/w640-h480/Militaryroadend.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green cliffs</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OFg3RzCmbdIuABG0-Ya6rETH25piUMEz2GsUMTutNk6FbhRwgDtUzSiHLSa1uLfn6JQ3R1MUjbBbWiUkGhAiek1r0EXlMhGsfgSGYl3z98oCFQkWuiF_xosFFjwl-Umk9bkgqIDpEivQ/s2048/ramehead.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1538" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6OFg3RzCmbdIuABG0-Ya6rETH25piUMEz2GsUMTutNk6FbhRwgDtUzSiHLSa1uLfn6JQ3R1MUjbBbWiUkGhAiek1r0EXlMhGsfgSGYl3z98oCFQkWuiF_xosFFjwl-Umk9bkgqIDpEivQ/w640-h480/ramehead.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rame head topped by the chapel</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">As I got walking again thankfully the breeze at the headland seemed to be keeping the flies away, so I had an enjoyable walk out to Rame head. The views back along the coast were spectacular, the massive sweep of the bay going on for miles. I took a break in the shade of the little chapel at the head, with plenty of people milling around enjoying the scorching day. The hillside was looking parched and there was the constant buzz of crickets. Just a few miles left to do, although the heat was draining so it was fairly slow going.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZAJ1uOhQ9t0bYqV2flH_doPknH9W1wkBj6dNu_SMCfsj9LCEoVu4Ymelm6emCeYyZOsedGiSUcxjBVquMG3bOMvKzHqQN5XYP14zi34gUCb8y_Guig3N4Nm_M120X6yZq4q2AaRcA5j8/s1500/warship.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZAJ1uOhQ9t0bYqV2flH_doPknH9W1wkBj6dNu_SMCfsj9LCEoVu4Ymelm6emCeYyZOsedGiSUcxjBVquMG3bOMvKzHqQN5XYP14zi34gUCb8y_Guig3N4Nm_M120X6yZq4q2AaRcA5j8/w640-h480/warship.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking down to Plymouth Sound, big warship</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJYsBOG6DjLnyytYEbv0yEuprNChIaMtWBsvHSRKoDFQVhxUWeLyKfuiAvT6w619mqoDKveL1hU2dwGY_8Byq10q8ageG6iBCRF2L1uJXtm5RjVVxWjBcDQNO_n424lZtf39vW24BeG7-n/s1500/CawsandKingsand.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJYsBOG6DjLnyytYEbv0yEuprNChIaMtWBsvHSRKoDFQVhxUWeLyKfuiAvT6w619mqoDKveL1hU2dwGY_8Byq10q8ageG6iBCRF2L1uJXtm5RjVVxWjBcDQNO_n424lZtf39vW24BeG7-n/w640-h480/CawsandKingsand.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cawsand<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I finally found some shade under trees on the approach to Cawsand, although my feet were protesting again at more tarmac walking. I arrived in the pretty village and found an ice-cream, sitting a while by the beach. It was still sunny and hot, so I decided I would change into my bikini in the village toilets, and go for a swim when I got round the corner to the next door village of Kingsand. On my way I passed a bakery that had a board outside advertising takeaway pizza that evening, so I placed an order for later and went and found a quiet spot on the pebbly beach.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiigPqinV3VIaOyNqj-PWmZ-KecPUH3_hZqWM30sM59yhk4GGbSniAZxRPtd0E1K7zzx2Q_IRVvWJkPOBaM15C42t8bYWwU1Bb7r9O_4X1OgE8J3KJshm2xL9ZAGJpJ5UWvi5fedS7d_8V/s1500/morepizza.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiigPqinV3VIaOyNqj-PWmZ-KecPUH3_hZqWM30sM59yhk4GGbSniAZxRPtd0E1K7zzx2Q_IRVvWJkPOBaM15C42t8bYWwU1Bb7r9O_4X1OgE8J3KJshm2xL9ZAGJpJ5UWvi5fedS7d_8V/w400-h300/morepizza.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More excellent pizza</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsgYo8sNi7lbrp6qZMChO64TkZ8hUQL0fG_pHD4YeijXWc-_6fcUmoYIkRwc4hrSsB9pq40Se5SK2N44gIeSCaLKsyb38CnWLeP0dp-EhoqMk861XESslj7KKXqLPPpW6eYXOV4EV07s2/s1500/toesbeach.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcsgYo8sNi7lbrp6qZMChO64TkZ8hUQL0fG_pHD4YeijXWc-_6fcUmoYIkRwc4hrSsB9pq40Se5SK2N44gIeSCaLKsyb38CnWLeP0dp-EhoqMk861XESslj7KKXqLPPpW6eYXOV4EV07s2/w640-h480/toesbeach.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Touristing<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I had a really rather lovely afternoon, taking a dip in the mild sea and enjoying watching families messing about on boats. The pizza was excellent, eaten with a careful eye on the local gull population. I then found my way up the hill to the campsite for the night, in an unusual setting on an old military base (<a href="https://makercamp.org.uk" target="_blank">Maker campsite</a>). I was excellent, with very spaced out pitches cut into the long meadow grass (and cheaper than the previous night!). I found a perfect spot looking towards the setting sun and with a view down towards Plymouth. It had been a challenging day, but I was 100% sure of my decision to end the walk, and with all the pressure of another 200 miles removed, I was feeling very calm and relaxed.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlF_Z7uZoKj5oPnbv_-R0iIFWXdFSm-UBBwSdg6TzRdcXNfP-E488bgnQfC9rAiRtcMK6Gz6KVUWrRBtd4TkGOv1n7fev5zU97hqTyvT3WNukWnLMZZbu8keclLZZeYq7XWwSFWrDa5hWz/s1500/makersite.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlF_Z7uZoKj5oPnbv_-R0iIFWXdFSm-UBBwSdg6TzRdcXNfP-E488bgnQfC9rAiRtcMK6Gz6KVUWrRBtd4TkGOv1n7fev5zU97hqTyvT3WNukWnLMZZbu8keclLZZeYq7XWwSFWrDa5hWz/w640-h480/makersite.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The interesting campsite</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbrleQexVryvkUUutJhVJIVN_3-Yzn0FhMPO1hQ1d544HgP3Y9zOYRsfzZyab4sja4RotTC1gBstpQHh4JUPXZwDmXohYx15c_JZDUKq3EqzD-yHo69j8aTP1PngF-LJXMzHCH7hb2uQ_d/s1500/pitchperfectnofly.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbrleQexVryvkUUutJhVJIVN_3-Yzn0FhMPO1hQ1d544HgP3Y9zOYRsfzZyab4sja4RotTC1gBstpQHh4JUPXZwDmXohYx15c_JZDUKq3EqzD-yHo69j8aTP1PngF-LJXMzHCH7hb2uQ_d/w640-h480/pitchperfectnofly.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pitch with a view down to Plymouth</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj85trfHs8_XFOR8i-mivRZMHUBKWxt-hrV-CU2VQbSpZqyxD7aPk8H1BnAr0gPwbBx0ziQmi5mufFZA_Wh3EJIe0sOgiTC6drZL_8C45mE3eJ6nbeRx2UKL5m_H-7NaCXb1opQ1f0tsZ4r/s1500/tentflapsunset.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj85trfHs8_XFOR8i-mivRZMHUBKWxt-hrV-CU2VQbSpZqyxD7aPk8H1BnAr0gPwbBx0ziQmi5mufFZA_Wh3EJIe0sOgiTC6drZL_8C45mE3eJ6nbeRx2UKL5m_H-7NaCXb1opQ1f0tsZ4r/w640-h480/tentflapsunset.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tent flap sunset<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><p></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-42944988740273820362020-07-11T11:32:00.002+01:002020-07-22T08:36:14.480+01:00SWCP Day 41: Sunday strollers<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Day 41</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Polperro to Seaton</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 8 miles, 550m ascent</font></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><font face="inherit">19,435 steps</font></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">We managed to get up at a reasonable hour and get the caravan packed up, then headed to Looe to leave the vehicles, with a taxi back to the path at Polperro. Polperro was nice a quiet on that grey morning; quite a contrast to the sunny afternoon the day before. We made our way back down to the harbour and found the path edging around the entrance and back out onto the cliff. The low green cliffs made for very pretty walking, and we were soon in the little bay at Talland, with crystal clear water showing the red stony seabed below.</font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtkgPx7ms-glAyFXpAx5ZjhPBpC2XgAsonHE-LdyKuTEtEh_Nt-xbNcBs_w0LEGbo-Q5YUkKW4cavgGC6eZKkT_pYl_l3oF89VFgm9DjIp1xRl91F5NcQm0uo8u5cwTOlMVcC9gc5BGzh/s1500/Tallandlongview.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGtkgPx7ms-glAyFXpAx5ZjhPBpC2XgAsonHE-LdyKuTEtEh_Nt-xbNcBs_w0LEGbo-Q5YUkKW4cavgGC6eZKkT_pYl_l3oF89VFgm9DjIp1xRl91F5NcQm0uo8u5cwTOlMVcC9gc5BGzh/w640-h480/Tallandlongview.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A cooler morning</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKVRLEh-2wKiSJznijYpsvqY494j8U5VmLvcK0Q2pXMkmo_WOul3RY8Kx9CtinXbVfOGUjE-MgbIZt39Wl1kGHxcedd4ygOO0PN6Hdir88zEtXwy19UNsSLy_V9Gfk0tbTWcQWTz9mTVM/s1500/Talland.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKVRLEh-2wKiSJznijYpsvqY494j8U5VmLvcK0Q2pXMkmo_WOul3RY8Kx9CtinXbVfOGUjE-MgbIZt39Wl1kGHxcedd4ygOO0PN6Hdir88zEtXwy19UNsSLy_V9Gfk0tbTWcQWTz9mTVM/w640-h480/Talland.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking towards Talland</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fkDF4I3-HOojOvMCz2tjjyZHezmedwkpjzZS1TD8JhT1cp76BciwLPctlWhRQOexIpSUYazQrUsdKbGdnXZmHkYU7W-jXTB9731XQ1K8BkeclluetPZJ1FJ8LtEeCxdj-IMGshDgCfX8/s1500/clearclearsea.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5fkDF4I3-HOojOvMCz2tjjyZHezmedwkpjzZS1TD8JhT1cp76BciwLPctlWhRQOexIpSUYazQrUsdKbGdnXZmHkYU7W-jXTB9731XQ1K8BkeclluetPZJ1FJ8LtEeCxdj-IMGshDgCfX8/w640-h480/clearclearsea.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clear seas</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">Around the next headland we were in sight of Looe island, standing prominently a little way offshore. The path was fairly easy going today, with only a few small valleys to contend with, and thankfully much cooler that the previous day, with a blanket of cloud lying low above us. We were soon approaching Looe and finding the Sunday strolling crowds, with a veritable queue to get up the last small hill on the approach to the town. </font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGBcUjrjniyziMZKeqI0pPKdH3LhmOWtFUe-WK28Y2FswSuOBJzrMmoXdmCBQh_xXDOPc-PpZCeM-1UNJlRC6R3S7iWExcX1JW0NJsH1cOVL231OvuEPBxIAxo7231aeDAm3ojpDFQfFS/s1500/greencliffs.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGBcUjrjniyziMZKeqI0pPKdH3LhmOWtFUe-WK28Y2FswSuOBJzrMmoXdmCBQh_xXDOPc-PpZCeM-1UNJlRC6R3S7iWExcX1JW0NJsH1cOVL231OvuEPBxIAxo7231aeDAm3ojpDFQfFS/w640-h480/greencliffs.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green cliffs</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA6dacnyS83Mo8nu-ANJ9_8hogjVcT1pbxX7EyrIoOuLCOtmjZZAWDec1_iC7GVgGnuJSChvkacstArMniRPC3lxJuzSp50m1U3gqDMU9hcWb7q0jS7WiqEG9tMMHxfqzlp6lH9YdsiPRT/s1500/sailboats.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA6dacnyS83Mo8nu-ANJ9_8hogjVcT1pbxX7EyrIoOuLCOtmjZZAWDec1_iC7GVgGnuJSChvkacstArMniRPC3lxJuzSp50m1U3gqDMU9hcWb7q0jS7WiqEG9tMMHxfqzlp6lH9YdsiPRT/w640-h480/sailboats.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lugger regatta<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The bay was filled with square-sailed boats, and it became clear we had coincidentally timed our walking to coincide with the Lugger Regatta. The event celebrates the fishing heritage of the area, with many two-masted traditional Lugger sailing boats taking part. Around the final little headland and we were in suburbia, along the long approach road into Looe proper. The harbour was filled with boats and many people but we weaved our way through and found the car and a nearby pub for lunch.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQNqlONM-ORA7p5HE07UUcpPnTLDkE1PxmJIHBRxFY8C8kYHOlQnlG2v40s3_eG9h10G9mM-5FchOSf0ExF-uOBw3fjBBrHJ3vIrOO9GNuFzgmBJ1VZ00Jx3KLTmeEtO8Af8ZKcunqv-o/s1500/Looepier.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQNqlONM-ORA7p5HE07UUcpPnTLDkE1PxmJIHBRxFY8C8kYHOlQnlG2v40s3_eG9h10G9mM-5FchOSf0ExF-uOBw3fjBBrHJ3vIrOO9GNuFzgmBJ1VZ00Jx3KLTmeEtO8Af8ZKcunqv-o/w640-h480/Looepier.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looe harbour front</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39qenmsq92-rjdq-3ljREOSZTB6ZzJccUk0599THHd93w_YTFuFBqoWKq1YBh6PwTqQgy1oz5H9hBWgxOxWFje_uun66doizzFBDhZVyhG80rF6zJjuPeQM2Dxa09uGOfmUWDNSD3IUfW/s1500/sealsculpture.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39qenmsq92-rjdq-3ljREOSZTB6ZzJccUk0599THHd93w_YTFuFBqoWKq1YBh6PwTqQgy1oz5H9hBWgxOxWFje_uun66doizzFBDhZVyhG80rF6zJjuPeQM2Dxa09uGOfmUWDNSD3IUfW/w640-h480/sealsculpture.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not real unfortunately!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After another excellent ice-cream I was re-united with my big backpack, and parted ways with my Aunt and Uncle who were now heading back home. I had another couple of miles to cover to find my campsite for the night, just short of Seaton. I made my way back to the harbour front and wandered around a little trying to find the path up the cliff, finally getting pointed in the right direction by a fellow path-walker. The couple of miles left to walk weren’t very exciting, mostly following residential roads on the outskirts of Looe, then lanes and finally a quiet tree-lined road to avoid a recent landslip.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekVZ1MPBfkI0Q462oGXAwCOD4URXJPwxksIM5JTrcpmOl7dOvJUzahwjWNXVObcYMS63ldbxAYjM3SLHwJDOwZVYHPshMa-_QjWzMCJadksmIVHwreVhFzh6ULYm2Fp_CQSa8kmhlLvRu/s1500/Looeharbourboats.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiekVZ1MPBfkI0Q462oGXAwCOD4URXJPwxksIM5JTrcpmOl7dOvJUzahwjWNXVObcYMS63ldbxAYjM3SLHwJDOwZVYHPshMa-_QjWzMCJadksmIVHwreVhFzh6ULYm2Fp_CQSa8kmhlLvRu/w640-h480/Looeharbourboats.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading through Looe<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Those last couple of miles were not enjoyable walking. I was too full and tired from an over-sized lunch, and the sun had come out so I was very quickly overheated again. Having the big pack back on was a bit of the shock to the system after several days without it, and the bitey flies were back too. Grumble grumble.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit">On arriving at my campsite I quickly realised I had made a bad choice, but without any real alternative I had to stay put (I wish I was brave enough to wild camp!). I had called ahead and all sounded fine, but it looked like it was a CC club site and was therefore very expensive for me as a non-member. There was no one around when I arrived so I called the reception number again and the owner I spoke to seemed very grumpy, although did point me to which pitch to use. I pitched and used the showers, which weren’t too bad although in a somewhat a spider-filled shed. When I got back to the tent the site had been invaded by sheep so there was plenty of muck on the ground. I didn’t see the owner all evening, so wondered if I wouldn’t need to pay, but going for a last pee at 11pm I was accosted by the caretaker who was very glad to relieve me of £15 for the night; the most expensive site since Porthleven!</font></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-73769448462289642552020-07-06T08:10:00.004+01:002020-07-22T08:36:04.141+01:00SWCP Day 40: Hotter than hell<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a><br /></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 40</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Polruan to Polperro</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 7 miles, 550m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">16,190 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">The evening after the James Acaster show I headed back down to Cornwall with my Aunt. My Uncle travelled separately on his motorcycle, so that we could use the two vehicles to shuttle from the start and end of the 2 days’ walking we had planned. We stayed in a rather fancy static caravan (things have moved on from lurid patterned upholstery!), on a big site a couple of miles inland from Polperro. The caravan would be the base for a couple of days, giving me a couple of easy days of walking without the big backpack.</font></span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">On Saturday morning after a leisurely breakfast we drove down to Polruan to start the walk, just on the other side of the estuary to Fowey. We planned a relatively short distance to ease them in gently, but the section did have quite a few decent valleys, so it wouldn’t be too easy, and was certainly a good part to walk for an accurate introduction to the path! After taking in the stunning views up the estuary we found our way out to the clifftop path. The path traced the high green cliffs, with spectacular long views up and down the coast.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-_E7BCjOQn_4B37FMVBAP9Zv6BVQcUANsLgjWjs2ERHwz-eKal68DvCIfmyRJejE6h5GWqb-TchZO5iFyFlWw0Wv8E2eVdaNKehtwuwZBztec7_Srw_VD0T1YrEFj0cef7nZTHasLjYW/s1500/Foweyestuary.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-_E7BCjOQn_4B37FMVBAP9Zv6BVQcUANsLgjWjs2ERHwz-eKal68DvCIfmyRJejE6h5GWqb-TchZO5iFyFlWw0Wv8E2eVdaNKehtwuwZBztec7_Srw_VD0T1YrEFj0cef7nZTHasLjYW/w640-h480/Foweyestuary.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking back across the water to Fowey</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRrXkmrIWQHmXA093EzCwrBty-ETV31e_s9Cv2Mc8faz2vAAHV1XVVccMxgeg1dsPRCMCV4YXoxWlCt7GNLlITkVN3Vonic7h5ZYqmCiDqaVP4YepQUQ8RH5BzpAkYCMspyKdU5OuyVcE/s1500/longview.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhRrXkmrIWQHmXA093EzCwrBty-ETV31e_s9Cv2Mc8faz2vAAHV1XVVccMxgeg1dsPRCMCV4YXoxWlCt7GNLlITkVN3Vonic7h5ZYqmCiDqaVP4YepQUQ8RH5BzpAkYCMspyKdU5OuyVcE/w640-h480/longview.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stunning views along the coast</td></tr></tbody></table></div><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">The day started with a few wispy clouds resting in the sky, but it soon heated right up, and was tough going on the exposed cliffs. The horseflies seemed to have a taste for my Aunt, who was somewhat plagued by them in the warm morning air. However, the beautiful section was a very pleasant walk, and I was glad to be feeling strong and fast after a couple of good rest days and only a small backpack.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_k1PJ2ZngfJqH-duLYJgIfK7hBLqE8hfbxdTUhQiIXiycr1jM3JodBCKuHaL1wLjCrDEdFlTf6Cxls_NnwQ4SEO4dY6vr0lbaDNTzy8crM4VrWg2lG6Cdd8_7GvTIpN_cqeJd104PVvcC/s1500/brightblue.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_k1PJ2ZngfJqH-duLYJgIfK7hBLqE8hfbxdTUhQiIXiycr1jM3JodBCKuHaL1wLjCrDEdFlTf6Cxls_NnwQ4SEO4dY6vr0lbaDNTzy8crM4VrWg2lG6Cdd8_7GvTIpN_cqeJd104PVvcC/w640-h480/brightblue.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More pretty little bays and coves</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After a very hot morning of walking, we hauled ourselves up a particularly steep hill and found a perfectly placed bench with a pleasant breeze for a lunch stop. We were very shortly overtaken by a woman running up the very steep path, which put us all to shame as we got our breathe back. We enjoyed our lunch picnic, although the complete lack of shade was a bit much for me, and I was pleased to have remembered my silly floppy hat to keep the sun off my face.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIWqUVtThngoykMO02u94602L11IMSz68_C8h1NxQXQLOtFt1PhlY5PVOcIJ7xMuTBzkfzv7jzz-xe9-HUKV_YL397cf3WpaTuVYF3O8arfcaXHalXz1wlTU4IroNGAottwZdZobxbL-F/s1500/Littlebay.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIWqUVtThngoykMO02u94602L11IMSz68_C8h1NxQXQLOtFt1PhlY5PVOcIJ7xMuTBzkfzv7jzz-xe9-HUKV_YL397cf3WpaTuVYF3O8arfcaXHalXz1wlTU4IroNGAottwZdZobxbL-F/w640-h480/Littlebay.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Snaking path on the left of shot<br /></td></tr></tbody></table>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The afternoon was tough going, with no let up in the steaming weather and not much breeze to take the edge off. I was rather pleased we agreed to only 7 miles, as that was plenty in such conditions; I am not built for the heat! Finally with a mile or so to Polperro the path found some shade in the trees and high hedgerows and the air was filled with the lovely scent of warm privet flowers. I love that smell; when we were children there was an odd section of privet hedge in the middle of our garden, and we frequently used it to build dens to laze around under on hot summer days.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyqqMa6BMAjR-F8lcK7OlzB2EAGQ2BOQ_3K7V525gKJuB84ZAKFRpHCcTIsr4ncQYOg0qYX0C8zMV552NF59JsED7rdDG8Fxl8xevttnRjyHy4aF2DTenq-wmyCTs3AjZPA_kAyOkSYFX/s1500/Polperroharbour.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOyqqMa6BMAjR-F8lcK7OlzB2EAGQ2BOQ_3K7V525gKJuB84ZAKFRpHCcTIsr4ncQYOg0qYX0C8zMV552NF59JsED7rdDG8Fxl8xevttnRjyHy4aF2DTenq-wmyCTs3AjZPA_kAyOkSYFX/w640-h480/Polperroharbour.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Polperro harbour<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We rounded the corner into very pretty Polperro, and enjoyed a good while exploring the little twisting streets. We discovered some very excellent proper ice-cream, and revived ourselves in the shade. To get back to the caravan we had planned to catch a bus, but as we walked up through the village to the bus stop a taxi passed us and was happy to stop and pick us up. I made the most of the caravan facilities whilst my Aunt and Uncle jumped on the motorbike to collect the car. After they returned we found a nice local pub for dinner, and I ate far too much delicious food, continuing to eat my way around the whole of the South West!</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAK61vkVpx_WcQ-8UMDnLGBfu-Z-ur43UniaXqy6SdnxBPB-I_940tVoMrh9p0r0s4O-kOzZDSWw2j4cHueGAUd2tNacbtdMo7OEhaQ4t5Ts84QmFSVso9xOzqyaLv9j6T3T9bMCi6Hxos/s1500/Polperro.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAK61vkVpx_WcQ-8UMDnLGBfu-Z-ur43UniaXqy6SdnxBPB-I_940tVoMrh9p0r0s4O-kOzZDSWw2j4cHueGAUd2tNacbtdMo7OEhaQ4t5Ts84QmFSVso9xOzqyaLv9j6T3T9bMCi6Hxos/w640-h480/Polperro.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty Polperro<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><p></p><div><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></div>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-88795751565767586582020-07-02T13:54:00.006+01:002020-07-22T08:35:51.927+01:00SWCP Days 37-39: A comedic interlude<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 37-39</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Polkerris to Fowey, 2 rest days</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 5 miles, 250m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">16,359 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Today I was on a mission. Several months ago I had bought tickets for me and the boyfriend to see the comedian James Acaster in Weymouth, and tomorrow night (Thursday) was the night. Today I needed to walk to Fowey, then get the bus back to the mainline train station at Par, catch a train to Plymouth to meet my Mum, who had kindly agreed to then ferry me back to Dorset for the big night out. I would take a couple of rest days in Dorset, then back to the path on Saturday, this time with my Aunt and Uncle for company.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HvP5iDMuyxNTCaik3Clw0zS0hy-HF3ShY5YM6aR5Br7EW44ev22jYrWTzVG_MnCwdTqcQqN8zUD0v0UNrqZm3-UqCRxpqt4N7gmE6dYCpa6GxXUDMAW7wDj9-um7KizcnL0unYlT24vY/s1500/Polkerrispath.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5HvP5iDMuyxNTCaik3Clw0zS0hy-HF3ShY5YM6aR5Br7EW44ev22jYrWTzVG_MnCwdTqcQqN8zUD0v0UNrqZm3-UqCRxpqt4N7gmE6dYCpa6GxXUDMAW7wDj9-um7KizcnL0unYlT24vY/w640-h480/Polkerrispath.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Towards Gribbin head</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjA-lEHtRgJrdfnMu2Jaql21Qv9x3RpYXtwBB3D22jqjvbuDDkfKPK8slp-LDb6L-fQSiICBRflJ-jTqe_1cQ7z-WxajD7oK9BSrJ8PBwqTtJesiCe5pLR2c5aHeIZ7KzNmeAnAN0fwDjD/s1500/Staustellbay2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjA-lEHtRgJrdfnMu2Jaql21Qv9x3RpYXtwBB3D22jqjvbuDDkfKPK8slp-LDb6L-fQSiICBRflJ-jTqe_1cQ7z-WxajD7oK9BSrJ8PBwqTtJesiCe5pLR2c5aHeIZ7KzNmeAnAN0fwDjD/w640-h480/Staustellbay2.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back across St Austell bay<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Knowing I only had 5 miles to walk, I felt very relaxed and able to take my time over the path. I headed out towards Gribbin head, easy to spot with the landmark of Gribbin tower looming above the landscape. The low cliffs gave excellent views back across St Austell bay in the morning sun, and I was soon at the head and in the shadow of the candy-striped tower. I didn’t linger too long though as the horseflies seemed to be back, so I got on with heading back down the hill and found the pretty little bay at Polridmouth, which the guidebook tells me is said to have inspired the setting for Daphne du Maurier’s “Rebecca”.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTyWJ7i6nWX5GrizDVfJ9q3fIVnOx2XrF7yimoJehMrnCreuBrV0NhBHJm1SJ7HRnDHeK34rKNlDxKWrWLhpBB7hDNrupq5OGkIuavVHP1pyHZjiZrJFmyNX-1ruQvfiPg3uuestwgsnUf/s1500/redtower.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1423" data-original-width="1500" height="608" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTyWJ7i6nWX5GrizDVfJ9q3fIVnOx2XrF7yimoJehMrnCreuBrV0NhBHJm1SJ7HRnDHeK34rKNlDxKWrWLhpBB7hDNrupq5OGkIuavVHP1pyHZjiZrJFmyNX-1ruQvfiPg3uuestwgsnUf/w640-h608/redtower.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gribbin tower</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPRdM8XLRA6GsAdKYGdT5y_1wIWjS5-lC7hXEJcCOqZK-jWIGuH3_fwnk6w638yyhNfL2Cdl1qmw1V-fJ0encyKrqh8hr35v0eLVdCDqYJ96fe0Ip3QO5ck3v6CXxcsoJpXvBu7sWmRssp/s1500/grassypath.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPRdM8XLRA6GsAdKYGdT5y_1wIWjS5-lC7hXEJcCOqZK-jWIGuH3_fwnk6w638yyhNfL2Cdl1qmw1V-fJ0encyKrqh8hr35v0eLVdCDqYJ96fe0Ip3QO5ck3v6CXxcsoJpXvBu7sWmRssp/w640-h480/grassypath.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not far to Fowey!</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Ys6saFfAyEFNVheqi1wOw9qauI8r19IdK_L9Zo7SC0OUU5ksNM54E4tKRKkV-56a9wPTC_30CA5t4-LLbHbb6dkhFbO6K8aJXG1Z9uNYIlsw_AOBQEhR5PvsXXtT_u2-eoltLAu7E-8b/s1500/redtowerdistant.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Ys6saFfAyEFNVheqi1wOw9qauI8r19IdK_L9Zo7SC0OUU5ksNM54E4tKRKkV-56a9wPTC_30CA5t4-LLbHbb6dkhFbO6K8aJXG1Z9uNYIlsw_AOBQEhR5PvsXXtT_u2-eoltLAu7E-8b/w640-h480/redtowerdistant.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Polridmouth<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path dipped in and out of a couple of valleys, and I was soon on the outskirts of Fowey at the curiously named Readymoney, another very pretty cove. Onwards up the estuary along the high esplanade road, past many big expensive houses with their perfect views down to the busy river below. I found my way in to the town centre and had an explore of the river front, then located a suitable lunch establishment and enjoyed people-watching in the bustling little town.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh2y6htWK7mJP3Ybzm6f-38XDQeSQO0yKXy-UIiyFxPA-4Ph2ynAj0ja3IRaG4P_AzxOCIn6jOLSEuaxsE45hZuc3msDKAjHsr47tjhR-8Tu94pBANNvpZpfuPDT4kDr49Eqq1YO-iLSGt/s1500/Foweyestuary.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh2y6htWK7mJP3Ybzm6f-38XDQeSQO0yKXy-UIiyFxPA-4Ph2ynAj0ja3IRaG4P_AzxOCIn6jOLSEuaxsE45hZuc3msDKAjHsr47tjhR-8Tu94pBANNvpZpfuPDT4kDr49Eqq1YO-iLSGt/w640-h480/Foweyestuary.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking up the Fowey estuary</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbNDjbM2DnwXTrvt7e2PPRl-YxWgR49k5hKQe0AC2VfOSZtoraMxK00g8hWIzdrPTAqluQvGAsF8RtNrxAVpDfQGMuJ5B1_R51ZYlKSNPOeau_f5Zvyvw0UcqMeOY2iljPnxtnXrtzhDkZ/s1500/Foweyestuary2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbNDjbM2DnwXTrvt7e2PPRl-YxWgR49k5hKQe0AC2VfOSZtoraMxK00g8hWIzdrPTAqluQvGAsF8RtNrxAVpDfQGMuJ5B1_R51ZYlKSNPOeau_f5Zvyvw0UcqMeOY2iljPnxtnXrtzhDkZ/w640-h480/Foweyestuary2.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'd miss this ferry crossing as we'd start walking the next section on the other side</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7aA1o-vw6z9Na4t9ktqVRscrLdh_6CXZezDu47zK8R3Qa2j6EHTfQOrYLrQ_RVsyJ4oxr2AaOImuXBSFqpoRQZBERMlLtmydhrYsPl0pqyimFZyXV7GECR5yrcqDiLrGxUoLcxBscexKO/s1500/lineofboats.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7aA1o-vw6z9Na4t9ktqVRscrLdh_6CXZezDu47zK8R3Qa2j6EHTfQOrYLrQ_RVsyJ4oxr2AaOImuXBSFqpoRQZBERMlLtmydhrYsPl0pqyimFZyXV7GECR5yrcqDiLrGxUoLcxBscexKO/w640-h480/lineofboats.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plenty of boats</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">After lunch I found the bus stop to Par, and after a 20 minute ride (it took me a lot longer to walk it!) I was at the train station and awaiting my train to Plymouth. The train journey was pleasant, with many high bridges cutting high over valleys, and it was quite the novelty to be travelling so fast after so long at walking pace.</font></span></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-11029817551745385172020-06-29T17:35:00.007+01:002020-07-22T08:35:40.833+01:00SWCP Day 36: This is the land of my content<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 36</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Pentewan to Polkerris</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 11.5 miles, 750m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">27,519 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">After a restful night on the very quiet campsite I breakfasted with the Grandparents, then they deposited me back to the path at Pentewan. A steep hill along a road and I was soon back on the path proper, the first section dipping in and out of several small valleys and skirting pretty sandy bays. I rounded a corner and was surprised to find a small badger rooting around in the long grass alongside the path. I slowly approached, expecting it to take off at any moment, but it didn’t make a move until I was within a couple of metres and wished it a good morning. It looked up with very little concern, then slipped through the fence and bumbled quietly along in the field next to the path. </font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbnCFfLel6H-duZeDmMiQ2XWIflJ_cnfCaByE9sqOCBJHs_tG1J12jZ5OMBi5EFDiQ11ltvbFOz2ikOhq7ALH8p-ZQQQ6_1QLkIwu-bNMdXi3MiKMIpQw99n-8UaTs4inIxDNj1xaB_xs/s1500/Lookingbackpentewan.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCbnCFfLel6H-duZeDmMiQ2XWIflJ_cnfCaByE9sqOCBJHs_tG1J12jZ5OMBi5EFDiQ11ltvbFOz2ikOhq7ALH8p-ZQQQ6_1QLkIwu-bNMdXi3MiKMIpQw99n-8UaTs4inIxDNj1xaB_xs/w640-h480/Lookingbackpentewan.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sunny morning walking</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFfSnHsbU2PlOQsyyqm3Zw3huOYiBsRETi0M7jQ_O5lurw50GqmGs3UTfV6PoF1Nmu9QIpOIWYtXQ5znWwYwB1hyphenhyphentJsaUIvw5Z3ofyjSz6WBOkIOeEJGjBbB6wvLJW-2fKXyllDM7zKktC/s1500/badger.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1281" data-original-width="1500" height="546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFfSnHsbU2PlOQsyyqm3Zw3huOYiBsRETi0M7jQ_O5lurw50GqmGs3UTfV6PoF1Nmu9QIpOIWYtXQ5znWwYwB1hyphenhyphentJsaUIvw5Z3ofyjSz6WBOkIOeEJGjBbB6wvLJW-2fKXyllDM7zKktC/w640-h546/badger.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hello little badger!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2r_oWrxoIaoEhwwKOLJ2F71TRHPUmDC68j1Lf9UeQ1FSWzDDpL4dVS96oqk7U9msaeEhFjm6bUrlpUg4AbApk3_f6wvM45al91fTBI08uIc7tbktgG0aXh_5idxDeiG-3STZnKRR1Ai8/s1500/littlebeach.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1125" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2r_oWrxoIaoEhwwKOLJ2F71TRHPUmDC68j1Lf9UeQ1FSWzDDpL4dVS96oqk7U9msaeEhFjm6bUrlpUg4AbApk3_f6wvM45al91fTBI08uIc7tbktgG0aXh_5idxDeiG-3STZnKRR1Ai8/w640-h480/littlebeach.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not quite bored of pretty little beaches yet<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At Black head the cone-shaped hill looked like the perfect spot for the ancient hill fort that the OS map tells me is positioned there, and was faced by somewhat monolithic and interesting memorial to the author and historian A.L. Rowse. I’m not really familiar with his work, but I do like the line on the stone “This was the land of my content”.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOmwWBe3ZrgA0VLylyvcjx8ipepR8owAZdeYKWvLNhXNh0hZ4hDrC2iCQqhvL7eA-_JzEBOfVFms94xZsV1JDRZTje8wl8kmcSz5rJm2Gm0KP91mDCO40EQCAIi9I3-Er2J51VzGNHyqZN/s1500/Landofmycontent.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1442" data-original-width="1500" height="616" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOmwWBe3ZrgA0VLylyvcjx8ipepR8owAZdeYKWvLNhXNh0hZ4hDrC2iCQqhvL7eA-_JzEBOfVFms94xZsV1JDRZTje8wl8kmcSz5rJm2Gm0KP91mDCO40EQCAIi9I3-Er2J51VzGNHyqZN/w640-h616/Landofmycontent.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AL Rowse memorial<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path turned the corner and I had a full view across the expansive St Austell bay, looking across to my final destination for the day. Quite the expanse of coast to cover first though! The path followed high wooded cliffs for a stretch, then found several more small valleys to keep the legs awake. The path dropped right down to the beaches at Porthpean and Du Porth, clearly favoured locations for outdoor ed activities, as there were several groups of kids enjoying kayaking and splashing around in the bay.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBoGt5fK7ULCREbcqkknB4R73G_Cep0JFJxjuVD9JZoO2kiF_v6u-F9bn660culXVd9ucmgm8vNxPIqkVbkXbzY7FhQZA_oRhUJII_C-ylSUqvagx3ePBZVOgiNwomhOAqRbtCCv0GVrI/s1500/StAustellbay.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBoGt5fK7ULCREbcqkknB4R73G_Cep0JFJxjuVD9JZoO2kiF_v6u-F9bn660culXVd9ucmgm8vNxPIqkVbkXbzY7FhQZA_oRhUJII_C-ylSUqvagx3ePBZVOgiNwomhOAqRbtCCv0GVrI/w640-h480/StAustellbay.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking across St Austell bay to Gribbin head and beyond<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At the touristy Charlestown I admired the tall ship docked in the Georgian harbour, then escaped the very busy town centre and found a quieter but lovely cafe for lunch. It had a very pleasant terrace out the front, so I was able to spread out and remove my steaming boots without alarming any other customers. I had an excellent lunch including a sizeable piece of cake, and felt much better for the afternoon walking, having failed to take proper lunch stops for the last couple of days.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwX6Giy5yuC3H-e1iwAHkcDyXxcIqTc4ZMWmApySz60BCLkJbmVMLTieMPZHiGt1zPJzDj8PAXp3Faesy1Rb6eK66kKd82j60ML4qtp2UQeBs9DOKYV6zbzi9V1MgldCloFsqwEezXi9R/s1500/Charlestown.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOwX6Giy5yuC3H-e1iwAHkcDyXxcIqTc4ZMWmApySz60BCLkJbmVMLTieMPZHiGt1zPJzDj8PAXp3Faesy1Rb6eK66kKd82j60ML4qtp2UQeBs9DOKYV6zbzi9V1MgldCloFsqwEezXi9R/w640-h480/Charlestown.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Charlestown harbour<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">On my way out of town I bought the usual pasty for my dinner, then found my way around the harbour and back to the path. The next section followed the edge of the seemingly never-ending Carlyon bay golf course; always fun when a footpath involves golf-ball dodging! I was soon on the industrial outskirts of Par, and was grateful to some locals who pointed me down the unappealing official route, saving me having to double back on myself. The path followed the edge of the big china clay works, then along the railway line and followed the road through Par. I made a brief stop off at a grocer for some cherries (suddenly craving fresh fruit after too many pasties) and was pleased to soon be back to more appealing surroundings at Par beach.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsPIEEOX5CN8pVz5HVIn2IaJYTrG8uK2LVC4txhQB6dpZGWNY8u1LAJJlwwg4e63-LonmgkzRRFqerWDE8RVhhNj-mX7QRPQDY_29-dwqxzxqg27wISWUkIVSr-4E7HYxYUnpS8chGW8L/s1500/Polkerris.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsPIEEOX5CN8pVz5HVIn2IaJYTrG8uK2LVC4txhQB6dpZGWNY8u1LAJJlwwg4e63-LonmgkzRRFqerWDE8RVhhNj-mX7QRPQDY_29-dwqxzxqg27wISWUkIVSr-4E7HYxYUnpS8chGW8L/w640-h480/Polkerris.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The little harbour at Polkerris</td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Just a short section left along low cliffs and I was in sight of the lovely little cove at Polkerris, yet another place I had previously visited, with some friends the summer before. As I had made decent time I decided to sit and enjoy a half pint outside the pub, followed by a (very brief!) dip in the cold sea. I then found my way up the hill to the campsite at Penhale farm, harassed on the way by some hungry horseflies, which I sped up to avoid. I was soon enjoying the very quiet campsite, with a nice sheltered pitch just a short way from the facilities. </span></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-44436754846642660572020-06-22T15:48:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:35:32.193+01:00SWCP Day 35: Strawberries and cream<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 35</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Boswinger to Pentewan</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 9 miles, 500m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">21,615 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">I made the most of the youth hostel luxury and had a decent lie in, followed by a good-sized cooked breakfast to get me fuelled up for the morning. My feet were still very painful, but it would be quite a short day of walking, followed by a night of caravan luxury with the Grandparents, as they had offered to accommodate me once again whilst they were on a site close to my place on the path.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUIp44Vkap1tZIyKnQFeFXUQKEsaXWQNJBu7YyUNgRfgYRFiNn_OdvcxwBRPQA0WoHYhF3CXwh7V0d35HQCVBA17oqpYHmacoRRPXlk09L3Wqro64FGnIZ2M7SLrplYdW70p8rc6XBt5-/s1500/Boswinger.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUIp44Vkap1tZIyKnQFeFXUQKEsaXWQNJBu7YyUNgRfgYRFiNn_OdvcxwBRPQA0WoHYhF3CXwh7V0d35HQCVBA17oqpYHmacoRRPXlk09L3Wqro64FGnIZ2M7SLrplYdW70p8rc6XBt5-/w640-h480/Boswinger.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Back to the path<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I eventually got myself moving, feeling very sluggish as I made my way back down the hill (this time taking the proper road!). I re-joined the path at Hemmick beach, and slowly made my way out to the prominent Dodman point. The views were spectacular from the headland, far-reaching back the way I had come and on towards St Austell bay. I took a 20 minute break and enjoyed the peaceful spot, and felt a bit more alive and invigorated when I carried on, helped by a gentle clifftop path until the next headland and Gorran Haven.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxu7CH7m6isbA8r6CJvkFZ-gEDToCn7nXTVJJ3h-ux9fZB1sZ4oQ0HrwmUBy-1M6TSzGh6qSG-_FqwKYy3A9pAN2l86-8doNZmLpCl9yBw3yc4nEthG4GcYo_EkDWsswVrspnLiXoL7Q2/s1500/Cliffponies.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgxu7CH7m6isbA8r6CJvkFZ-gEDToCn7nXTVJJ3h-ux9fZB1sZ4oQ0HrwmUBy-1M6TSzGh6qSG-_FqwKYy3A9pAN2l86-8doNZmLpCl9yBw3yc4nEthG4GcYo_EkDWsswVrspnLiXoL7Q2/w640-h480/Cliffponies.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cliff ponies<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48ZqU739UlL_Vr9iUN2q3BZsVpIoZz2b_iI-h0up8rENCA3uoV8pycRh9QNJVuIM6nIFtxSD2zv3VNe2v0ImondCAiUGK-tF6gZ_6x8lMRNwwW8ZGM4Jk6JxetDFZiA9qAYg6eHibS0db/s1500/Hemmick.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi48ZqU739UlL_Vr9iUN2q3BZsVpIoZz2b_iI-h0up8rENCA3uoV8pycRh9QNJVuIM6nIFtxSD2zv3VNe2v0ImondCAiUGK-tF6gZ_6x8lMRNwwW8ZGM4Jk6JxetDFZiA9qAYg6eHibS0db/w640-h480/Hemmick.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hemmick beach<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At Gorran Haven I found a bakery that seemed to be doubling as a post office, so I replenished my cash and got a pasty for my lunch stop. There was a cafe in the village but it looked a bit busy so I decided to forego another round of caffeine and crack on. I carried on around the next bay, following the cliff edge as the path dropped down and around Turbot point. Just as I turned the corner of the small headland I spotted a seal resting on a rock a few metres out to sea. It seemed entirely unconcerned by my presence, so I settled down to eat my pasty and quietly watch it (unfortunately the phone camera couldn’t quite capture it!).</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjslVLIQTTJm_cUNjClkqu7pXwoqQCt9UXUIea7BpDfhFqydKiMzfDTYS2xOrnzqg110TR2w1PpBNpQKGsI1ugBS5S_gyf5fXxdeWFA_eZ7sMsC-3EvGNQyTAsMJCznfR1whMG63FXt8pg/s1500/longbeach.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjslVLIQTTJm_cUNjClkqu7pXwoqQCt9UXUIea7BpDfhFqydKiMzfDTYS2xOrnzqg110TR2w1PpBNpQKGsI1ugBS5S_gyf5fXxdeWFA_eZ7sMsC-3EvGNQyTAsMJCznfR1whMG63FXt8pg/w640-h480/longbeach.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bow beach</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtoqkw89me4kgY_GpCSbb2vYCZ96XFTwvgiZCPPDtBoy3JEmMvMpe5_PmBoPHqxvIClayLzlR8wxODj4wVvcROywyghO6LxlbuCyB_2Scd2nzNBqluT-Ky-osvGu5GQXrMwSnviqfKWIn/s1500/longviewboswinger.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrtoqkw89me4kgY_GpCSbb2vYCZ96XFTwvgiZCPPDtBoy3JEmMvMpe5_PmBoPHqxvIClayLzlR8wxODj4wVvcROywyghO6LxlbuCyB_2Scd2nzNBqluT-Ky-osvGu5GQXrMwSnviqfKWIn/w640-h480/longviewboswinger.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking back towards Boswinger<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Onwards, and I was soon passing through the pretty little village of Portmellon, the shutters on the beachside houses indicating they saw some slightly more dramatic weather than the current calm and slightly overcast day. A half-mile or so up hill following roads and I dropped down into the fishing village of Mevagissey, quite busy with visitors even on a Monday out of the school holidays. I found a promising looking harbourside cafe and refuelled with a milkshake and a piece of cake, enjoying the entertainments of the busy harbour.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH5xp2gxwwDl2YJAGX4vxhZudYBc3WI_qU-L6XM1Gw_IJ42_gPPOApFr1HSIEGPGMCExD3Un3iKXkoc8ZsuiGosSYECwombwGAydGW4Tj3xyFI3g-L1pWlcTqnVXj7SFhMPOGmXOosMsu/s1500/Mevagissey.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAH5xp2gxwwDl2YJAGX4vxhZudYBc3WI_qU-L6XM1Gw_IJ42_gPPOApFr1HSIEGPGMCExD3Un3iKXkoc8ZsuiGosSYECwombwGAydGW4Tj3xyFI3g-L1pWlcTqnVXj7SFhMPOGmXOosMsu/w640-h480/Mevagissey.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mevagissey</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHkFRPIl1Y0EgQ6FmIOjEFH41EhfJkLP6tcLX-ckQNLohfW3rh5xSJcxFrS7lcj-_Cl2Mj8DBdqaiKNJmGXX-uKxfWuGdFelXYCNRMijX39H9OL0lrzIy3t1A2uZGA2kDNY2516Eq-_S3/s1500/Mevagissey2.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieHkFRPIl1Y0EgQ6FmIOjEFH41EhfJkLP6tcLX-ckQNLohfW3rh5xSJcxFrS7lcj-_Cl2Mj8DBdqaiKNJmGXX-uKxfWuGdFelXYCNRMijX39H9OL0lrzIy3t1A2uZGA2kDNY2516Eq-_S3/w640-h480/Mevagissey2.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mevagissey harbour<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Suitably refreshed, I climbed the hill out of the village to some phone signal, and let my Grandad know I would be in Pentewan shortly. I perhaps slightly underestimated how much longer I would be, as the path took in a couple of deep valleys in the last mile, but I was soon following the road tracing the gigantic caravan park, and managed to find Grandad just as he was pulling into the carpark.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz8iiJyPvIAO4jAnyEVzcYP-Mbjt1jb69Lk1XIHsMgSYMls66dgM2nKB-5nyZT92PjUtk_ePPrkwxUyMRWyMb26sJbtSkcTl-XVmTrePVfdwtI3L-QVwd3IFEPdfMkBQZID1OL0nLVL3X/s1500/Pentewan.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyz8iiJyPvIAO4jAnyEVzcYP-Mbjt1jb69Lk1XIHsMgSYMls66dgM2nKB-5nyZT92PjUtk_ePPrkwxUyMRWyMb26sJbtSkcTl-XVmTrePVfdwtI3L-QVwd3IFEPdfMkBQZID1OL0nLVL3X/w640-h480/Pentewan.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The last stretch towards the caravan park at Pentewan<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We headed away from the rows and rows of static vans to their much nicer and smaller caravan site near the lost gardens of Heligan, and after making the most of the very fancy site facilities I was thoroughly spoiled with a big dinner of steak, followed by strawberries and cream whilst we enjoyed the opening day of Wimbledon.</span></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-29887634787314154252020-06-18T15:13:00.007+01:002020-07-22T08:35:23.735+01:00SWCP Day 34: Slow Sunday<div style="text-align: justify;"><h4><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 34</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Portscatho to Boswinger</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 12 miles, 800m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">25,445 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">After packing up camp I headed down a green tunnel of a path and found the wonderful Tatams coffee place in Portscatho. It was clearly a very popular locals spot, so I joined the end of the queue and was soon enjoying an excellent coffee and cheese and ham croissant on their outdoor terrace, with a view over the bay. There were several swimmers enjoying the calm Sunday morning water, jumping in off a platform a short distance out from the beach.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_cVJFmCjX0t6gD9YFr0_TlvVx13gPuOyEP6LKbBz41PLu7AhFsVQG-5cC6eauah0kky8gRFcNHwE7T5AdYTXccKdP_927fV-0ueLC5k6hA6sly2Dp9CpyLa6OCS95q_0V02Jign0XWb19/s1500/greentunnel.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_cVJFmCjX0t6gD9YFr0_TlvVx13gPuOyEP6LKbBz41PLu7AhFsVQG-5cC6eauah0kky8gRFcNHwE7T5AdYTXccKdP_927fV-0ueLC5k6hA6sly2Dp9CpyLa6OCS95q_0V02Jign0XWb19/w640-h480/greentunnel.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Green tunnel to the sea</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2UFmETW7A-auMvsueVmf0PxTgVu88XldxTt5U_-iiG5WyllZN-rHs_Uyq89xTt-Te49i3jMw2uqLHwuUKyJFQt0jAiGKb4qb_ho2oFGUNHC_OtOwajshEwU-n0ta05rKPtzfBqWW5gHM/s1500/Tatamsbreakfast.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB2UFmETW7A-auMvsueVmf0PxTgVu88XldxTt5U_-iiG5WyllZN-rHs_Uyq89xTt-Te49i3jMw2uqLHwuUKyJFQt0jAiGKb4qb_ho2oFGUNHC_OtOwajshEwU-n0ta05rKPtzfBqWW5gHM/w640-h480/Tatamsbreakfast.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good breakfast<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3USmhLzQdPBrFmBsX_XAepiZnlg0DA42PH5C8UnF9uzzSWZgbEunu9k4TchYw8DXEOEeteXiP3zTj9jiOQCvkOIm5B_IT3DbkPAF9reBZIsIOnIajqct6sHxxprly5YloeEjdVH0hbHix/s1500/Portscathoharbour.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3USmhLzQdPBrFmBsX_XAepiZnlg0DA42PH5C8UnF9uzzSWZgbEunu9k4TchYw8DXEOEeteXiP3zTj9jiOQCvkOIm5B_IT3DbkPAF9reBZIsIOnIajqct6sHxxprly5YloeEjdVH0hbHix/w640-h480/Portscathoharbour.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portscatho bay<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Suitably breakfasted, I headed out onto the path and around the bay. The morning was overcast and very pleasant walking conditions. My feet were still sore but not quite as bad as the day before so I made decent progress on the quiet path around Gerrans bay. The path followed low cliffs and dipped in and out of several small valleys. I was soon past the prominent Nare head, and stopped for a brief lunch, although my day-old pasty wasn’t very appealing. I chatted to a guy who had travelled from Denver in the US to walk part of the path, about the only person I saw for quite a long stretch of the day.</span></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><font face="inherit"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></font></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyR22LJMZ2_GmW8KYHUTPr5HJxmmosRAA5l-ICzXCPS4T4meG-xnffEPgrtt1NQEQ0qVFQ4xbzz9UpxAx5Gff5XW6VR7lXJUSKz-LtpnAn9Yu-E3RLYliK-oMpjeC9euR5mHREUkGROurZ/s1500/ByePortscatho.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyR22LJMZ2_GmW8KYHUTPr5HJxmmosRAA5l-ICzXCPS4T4meG-xnffEPgrtt1NQEQ0qVFQ4xbzz9UpxAx5Gff5XW6VR7lXJUSKz-LtpnAn9Yu-E3RLYliK-oMpjeC9euR5mHREUkGROurZ/w640-h480/ByePortscatho.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Leaving Portscatho<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvZhmpeo5xCPLVnjbFE8n-LAujW33imFNfgnyLEKrysGrCr42qg20YkzLW9LlpWx_pNWMZJMswRNZcl94RTqPaBDCmooz5g2UDVzdgDndg-ABnMlrpMvUrU4r-EOgup6p7Gb-ek6x1247C/s1500/grassypath.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvZhmpeo5xCPLVnjbFE8n-LAujW33imFNfgnyLEKrysGrCr42qg20YkzLW9LlpWx_pNWMZJMswRNZcl94RTqPaBDCmooz5g2UDVzdgDndg-ABnMlrpMvUrU4r-EOgup6p7Gb-ek6x1247C/w640-h480/grassypath.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Around Gerrans bay</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HjXIvhNdnJ49kUan3xgXNMYdWzmZhhQCBLl8QerOVpqPiZmm2khzGWJ_LwCeWxRovoV1ELgCzhee_4IAZkEY6aLSIrurTzc-9_gCVFEJTedXG0nV4zzLLzHlK4eM5kwR5g6lwLdXVj6A/s1500/smallislands.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0HjXIvhNdnJ49kUan3xgXNMYdWzmZhhQCBLl8QerOVpqPiZmm2khzGWJ_LwCeWxRovoV1ELgCzhee_4IAZkEY6aLSIrurTzc-9_gCVFEJTedXG0nV4zzLLzHlK4eM5kwR5g6lwLdXVj6A/w640-h480/smallislands.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Overcast morning walking</td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">I rested a while longer, stretched out on a bench, then finally got myself moving again. I found my way into the little village of Portloe, tucked in a steep valley and with a harbour sheltered in between the rocky cliffs. The sun was showing itself and heating things up, and the lack of proper lunch had worn me out somewhat, so I found my way to the village pub. Unfortunately the kitchen was closed so I made do with a pint of orange juice and lemonade and some crisps and sat a while in their garden.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb9zPYgyRudek-gzTGrdImeC8olwUIMh1mN3G3mwczVTa3uExKNS-aqIHKSABOgiCwbLZ217DlJJJHh13-1zsMyQN_OZL8RIK-eh-jEVgFEihpJobrGEsRzMXKkEhhjy7nENsKoH2G30Fh/s1500/greyandgreen.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb9zPYgyRudek-gzTGrdImeC8olwUIMh1mN3G3mwczVTa3uExKNS-aqIHKSABOgiCwbLZ217DlJJJHh13-1zsMyQN_OZL8RIK-eh-jEVgFEihpJobrGEsRzMXKkEhhjy7nENsKoH2G30Fh/w640-h480/greyandgreen.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking back to Nare head</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWObtNqkXT0-Z33qlsI-IvwU2ttnrkh94z2hpzSJL_0ykMQr0JUSzkG5VlQIpbJwbNvv-20o1JnQ6nq-hTT3t87kVpu4iqe1nS0KjyLwgM08CpPyQqzLxz2CTF1UNwif26I44grTPtSbBr/s1500/Portloe.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWObtNqkXT0-Z33qlsI-IvwU2ttnrkh94z2hpzSJL_0ykMQr0JUSzkG5VlQIpbJwbNvv-20o1JnQ6nq-hTT3t87kVpu4iqe1nS0KjyLwgM08CpPyQqzLxz2CTF1UNwif26I44grTPtSbBr/w640-h480/Portloe.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Approaching Portloe</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSg3_5ErzbwMSB3TcuvNAv8DS0EsPzv20cT08mgrJFzD6CvJAXfTA1-CDxUnXiuvLkOZBl1vYuYMv3dr95G00jFhLqJ23qncUiHKXTLQVgFKph4C5izVeX_x1RApnNwTwdCWCIT5dZYZeY/s1500/Portloeharbour.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSg3_5ErzbwMSB3TcuvNAv8DS0EsPzv20cT08mgrJFzD6CvJAXfTA1-CDxUnXiuvLkOZBl1vYuYMv3dr95G00jFhLqJ23qncUiHKXTLQVgFKph4C5izVeX_x1RApnNwTwdCWCIT5dZYZeY/w640-h480/Portloeharbour.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portloe harbour</td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I headed back out of the valley and out onto the path again, following the cliff tops until I dropped back down into the villages of West and East Portholland. The little village and harbour were the location for some of the filming of ‘Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children’ a slightly surreal film from 2016. Unfortunately there wasn’t any form of shop or open cafe in the village, so I headed on across high fields and through a wooded valley past Caerhays castle and Porthlune cove.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8fy51WPeED4Ik-uGqgEwlI9W-MIk5_JxFfC0afMWl-1Mqv1e4jzzqCniK4k0Hh8_2tS-ppK05eYhirMac0vbCNgivjw9Myq8xclIteS74DA9RYps4siICOgxy2vbBVGfdKvDg9UKhjP-/s1500/Coastguardlookout.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl8fy51WPeED4Ik-uGqgEwlI9W-MIk5_JxFfC0afMWl-1Mqv1e4jzzqCniK4k0Hh8_2tS-ppK05eYhirMac0vbCNgivjw9Myq8xclIteS74DA9RYps4siICOgxy2vbBVGfdKvDg9UKhjP-/w640-h480/Coastguardlookout.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Afternoon sunshine</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4AH2Pj4IRSspnoat8pjX7E6hPUyGqxl0K_03bbbuIuWdFXn-IEwg27V6scXQOpLKwFYGA0D1B9sVcOPVyTdg4Tv4TaGeRor3OVtgKrJzd7Ki7G45tHowT1VdTbXI8e0txpYqcIROu9sc/s1500/Caerhayscastle.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ4AH2Pj4IRSspnoat8pjX7E6hPUyGqxl0K_03bbbuIuWdFXn-IEwg27V6scXQOpLKwFYGA0D1B9sVcOPVyTdg4Tv4TaGeRor3OVtgKrJzd7Ki7G45tHowT1VdTbXI8e0txpYqcIROu9sc/w640-h480/Caerhayscastle.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Caerhays castle<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A mile or so further on and a look at the map suggested there should be a track leading up to the Youth hostel, my destination for the night, without needed to drop down into the next valley, and back up the hill on the road. The route turned out to be a bit of a gorse-infested scramble, but I soon found a track that popped out by the hostel, a little bit of sneaking under a fence required to get out onto the road.</span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Feeling very tired from too much sun and not enough food, I was very pleased to find another lovely youth hostel, with a friendly and welcoming host who cooked me an excellent dinner, and was happy to listen to me complaining about my sore feet. There weren’t too many other people staying, just one other woman in my dorm room, and a Dutch couple who I chatted to over dinner, plus a few others. I did some hand washing and sat out in the sun as it dried, enjoying the very peaceful hillside spot and another few miles completed.</font></span></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-84293910217971678502020-06-15T12:01:00.010+01:002020-07-22T08:35:13.939+01:00SWCP Day 33: A place called Place<h4 style="text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;">Other SWCP posts:</span></h4><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span><br /><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br /><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Day 33</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Maenporth to Portscatho</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Approx. 10 miles, 500m ascent</font></span></h3><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">23,459 steps</font></span></h3>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">I got up for an early morning toilet visit and realised I could hardly stand on my feet; after a very slow and painful limp to the toilet block I couldn’t imagine how I would be able to complete the 10 or so miles on the schedule for the day ahead. When I dragged myself out of bed a couple of hours later I laced my feet fairly tightly into my walking boots and downed some ibuprofen, and I was at least able to hobble around and pack up camp. I couldn’t really stay put as there was nothing in the way of food supplies close to the campsite, so I decided to get going and hope the feet would feel a little better once I got moving.</font></span></p>
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<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Early morning horse riders on the path from the campsite and surfers enjoying the tidy waves at Maenporth lifted my spirits somewhat, along with the overcast cool weather. A bit of googling the previous evening had identified a promising breakfast spot on the outskirts of Falmouth just a couple of miles away, and the thought of eggs royale and a decent cup of coffee kept me going along the first gentle section of the path. Thankfully with the support of the boots the foot pain was manageable, and I was soon in sight of breakfast salvation at Gyllyngvase beach.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRNktZaAlC2HwufG5Nve3-t53T8XojoYHXkG1FxNHd9gv58nHnFGxNm_KUiR45PFgrbeADTZNOq8hShv8GfuKpSlSNkzrHkQqEqPjeCa7zGLVb6CoD6tN-CId7Num0INP9MeMCIwDJBgZV/s1500/Maenporthsurfers.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRNktZaAlC2HwufG5Nve3-t53T8XojoYHXkG1FxNHd9gv58nHnFGxNm_KUiR45PFgrbeADTZNOq8hShv8GfuKpSlSNkzrHkQqEqPjeCa7zGLVb6CoD6tN-CId7Num0INP9MeMCIwDJBgZV/w640-h480/Maenporthsurfers.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maenporth surfers</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicBaiWVk6dwrCq2e7RLaf9GSwfCWu5f4EM6Nu9_OPryeV2MMHu70hfn1rG6-AH3DzQJlhRMZjV63Hfgb6EDjCPsg9c6UWyUliWHNbsoCqsVVVdgZldSQyI9QTrnyKJqor3nVi-QKKZ8xNo/s1500/Maenporthcliffview.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicBaiWVk6dwrCq2e7RLaf9GSwfCWu5f4EM6Nu9_OPryeV2MMHu70hfn1rG6-AH3DzQJlhRMZjV63Hfgb6EDjCPsg9c6UWyUliWHNbsoCqsVVVdgZldSQyI9QTrnyKJqor3nVi-QKKZ8xNo/w640-h480/Maenporthcliffview.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maenporth</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTmZ6gxMDrhnBAdraiPp3ZxYU6hGHYfKTQAwhLAqmml47QnhExqEPPhtH00Tm04h4TAaJVV6pUIQhZi5pS2ISg_ET7heq0YqsYaduZkuM5d16mFKC2T0Jx1NWdeQ1IN0rFbVSrBIs09bzg/s1500/longviewmaenporth.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTmZ6gxMDrhnBAdraiPp3ZxYU6hGHYfKTQAwhLAqmml47QnhExqEPPhtH00Tm04h4TAaJVV6pUIQhZi5pS2ISg_ET7heq0YqsYaduZkuM5d16mFKC2T0Jx1NWdeQ1IN0rFbVSrBIs09bzg/w640-h480/longviewmaenporth.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Murky morning</td></tr></tbody></table>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">It was Saturday and the big beachside cafe was very busy with a stylish brunch crowd, but I managed to find an outside table out of the way, my rumbling stomach overcoming any embarrassment about my scruffy appearance and cumbersome backpack. I had a delicious breakfast with an excellent view, watching big groups of swimmers and water aerobics ladies enjoying the calm waters in the bay.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhc_og-qGxjNAt4dpQorboDwm1G3eT8OMnmjQ9YPaq9OChAkMNViy5hg_FWUtnzXfPWojBn6-me6mRyg_L0meRl9Xub3bQWS9JWYrMS1qBAS7y02jl0WQ7GKB4MaQIG57buZuhpwZ8cM1/s1500/ToFalmouth.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOhc_og-qGxjNAt4dpQorboDwm1G3eT8OMnmjQ9YPaq9OChAkMNViy5hg_FWUtnzXfPWojBn6-me6mRyg_L0meRl9Xub3bQWS9JWYrMS1qBAS7y02jl0WQ7GKB4MaQIG57buZuhpwZ8cM1/w640-h480/ToFalmouth.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the approach to Falmouth</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4W7Sk53f5FwC35HReOdsO3maLkaslnFqkkltgxCu8-29v_yrMZw9OVGEWC5DOf5ilfV_pzs3OzAbuc62g2CqvC2LJXhdilmqgKWRM8mkSlnEGZfJaVfzryMU8SHbsxMqePERu5HEMc6Y/s1500/Gylly.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE4W7Sk53f5FwC35HReOdsO3maLkaslnFqkkltgxCu8-29v_yrMZw9OVGEWC5DOf5ilfV_pzs3OzAbuc62g2CqvC2LJXhdilmqgKWRM8mkSlnEGZfJaVfzryMU8SHbsxMqePERu5HEMc6Y/w640-h480/Gylly.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gyllyngvase beach<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">Feeling thoroughly revived I headed straight into Falmouth, declining to take the mile-long route around the headland past the castle and docks, which didn’t particularly interest me. A meander through the vibrant town centre, with a couple of stops to make use of civilisation and restock some supplies, and I found the ferry terminal for the ferry onwards to St Mawes. I had two ferry crossings to complete today, and thankfully the weather was much calmer so I had no issues unlike the fun at Helford the previous day.</font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p>
<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-AjXznG4fwpL5jxSnhtU-GQVfJpPOBdCQ6bPKOy17LB15ywd6DpHCHB8yh1uGbSagsHXhLaNiMfrGQ9Qy2bBniBqshIXKBq1KheP1o3MViN9ni2acqpRJSsMU1eJlGWXmV_GFHzwpuXb/s1500/Falmouthferry.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU-AjXznG4fwpL5jxSnhtU-GQVfJpPOBdCQ6bPKOy17LB15ywd6DpHCHB8yh1uGbSagsHXhLaNiMfrGQ9Qy2bBniBqshIXKBq1KheP1o3MViN9ni2acqpRJSsMU1eJlGWXmV_GFHzwpuXb/w640-h480/Falmouthferry.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Departing Falmouth</td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><br /></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit">The first ferry was the biggest I had been on on the walk, crossing the very busy Falmouth harbour in about 20 minutes. It was a very enjoyable crossing, with plenty of people out enjoying the dry Saturday weather. St Mawes is an extremely pretty little town perched on the edge of the harbour, and apparently a very popular spot for tourists as it was heaving with people. I didn’t linger, just finding a pasty for lunch whilst waiting for the next ferry to Place. This was a much smaller affair, with just half a dozen fellow passengers. We were deposited on the other side a few minutes later at a floating jetty, and I was soon away from the crowds into the verdant wooded hillside surrounding Place house. I was completely charmed by the delightful Swallows and Amazons landscape, and despite the sore feet was having a thoroughly lovely day. </font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhiztjsXrx8Wuh9UtaypuoeU0wxcFGbyUE2mx-Rm_wVUF1HrWwdn-aaS64AKiFbHQhbP_xymrU_oIxtKJULkWPIG5rteSNgOL8p0UlDklw3-IYazDdc3EPw9tSuvxrViUSHdAJK4y4RKJ/s1500/StMawes.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivhiztjsXrx8Wuh9UtaypuoeU0wxcFGbyUE2mx-Rm_wVUF1HrWwdn-aaS64AKiFbHQhbP_xymrU_oIxtKJULkWPIG5rteSNgOL8p0UlDklw3-IYazDdc3EPw9tSuvxrViUSHdAJK4y4RKJ/w640-h480/StMawes.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Approaching St Mawes</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXllBL2f4mijNHqKSkhylypmEP0pth5mrnxCcUBGWTvbVvbfuWka6WmVozexBWbEQF-5i0AF5kZT2Ce-A1tXaM7DlDz1QVA8zQbzzL3b7quH80cwBTYPmpt22_XRjPMDWVa2AawOSFjV_g/s1500/boatsStMawes.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1127" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXllBL2f4mijNHqKSkhylypmEP0pth5mrnxCcUBGWTvbVvbfuWka6WmVozexBWbEQF-5i0AF5kZT2Ce-A1tXaM7DlDz1QVA8zQbzzL3b7quH80cwBTYPmpt22_XRjPMDWVa2AawOSFjV_g/w640-h480/boatsStMawes.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading across to Place<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p>
<p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I made use of a conveniently located bench for my lunch break, with a view out into the river mouth harbour and lots of boat traffic for entertainment. After a bit of a break I continued on to the lighthouse at St Anthony head, enjoying the far-reaching views back across to Falmouth, with many little sailing boats skittering around in the waters below me. I was soon around the headland with just a few easy miles to cover over the afternoon, tracing low cliffs behind sandy beaches.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"></table><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxTQMVArN36iWs4ub6n6WlXk1wwbd5aUs4iNlurzGN1q1qM1huqe1XwNDyF3bVSw_GtQSmfrfcwF8Ig4giTy4I6h3n9jkfbRmwCgIZSUQsLV9SRpkbyh00awXUQF_dK3V0PPiBdfXn4__g/s1500/Placeferry.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxTQMVArN36iWs4ub6n6WlXk1wwbd5aUs4iNlurzGN1q1qM1huqe1XwNDyF3bVSw_GtQSmfrfcwF8Ig4giTy4I6h3n9jkfbRmwCgIZSUQsLV9SRpkbyh00awXUQF_dK3V0PPiBdfXn4__g/w640-h480/Placeferry.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swallows and Amazons</td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><font style="text-align: justify;"></font><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTFUwQoHSPwUg8_-7Xw8OyoABqlOCkeeAVzEpHnt75xevG_PeiDkQiEehxEKp2SfO4htqSHwqp36Tn9ebdRv1YP8XWHbBG-CfdngFaFK9fILhp11-YgajcbddoCj2cG_yBv5JQgYVT4EM/s1500/Lunchspot.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTFUwQoHSPwUg8_-7Xw8OyoABqlOCkeeAVzEpHnt75xevG_PeiDkQiEehxEKp2SfO4htqSHwqp36Tn9ebdRv1YP8XWHbBG-CfdngFaFK9fILhp11-YgajcbddoCj2cG_yBv5JQgYVT4EM/w640-h480/Lunchspot.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunch spot<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The sun put in an appearance and at Towan beach I found myself pulled irresistibly up the path behind the beach, following signs for refreshments at the National Trust Porth farm. I was pleased to find a delightful courtyard cafe serving ice-creams, so I stopped for a while in the shade and made my way through yet another delicious Roskilly Mango sorbet.</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikHVUSZn1SmzN8yWYdygJ8vsjtLuHlzSv02mjm2U6z6ermwAgsu2wE2RflUZxWu0TANp6yFsHBfguEdnJQ4eBLcsImjyhnri1NuCreUVLMgCR6td_dke9Sf3am34V1NTSHGp3Cn-M1h6g/s1500/lighthouse.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1126" data-original-width="1500" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgikHVUSZn1SmzN8yWYdygJ8vsjtLuHlzSv02mjm2U6z6ermwAgsu2wE2RflUZxWu0TANp6yFsHBfguEdnJQ4eBLcsImjyhnri1NuCreUVLMgCR6td_dke9Sf3am34V1NTSHGp3Cn-M1h6g/w640-h480/lighthouse.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">St Anthony lighthouse<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 12px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A short while later I found the excellent </span><a href="https://treloancoastalholidays.co.uk" style="font-family: inherit;" target="_blank">Treloan campsite</a><span style="font-family: inherit;"> just a couple of hundred metres from the path, and despite being very busy with weekenders, they were able to find me a nice quiet sheltered corner. I was also extremely happy to learn that on a Saturday night they had a mobile pizza oven attending with fresh proper pizzas, so after setting up camp and a refreshing shower, I presented myself for a delicious beef and blue cheese affair. Despite the sore feet, I had had a brilliant day ferry-hopping and walking through a lovely quite piece of Cornwall, definitely a spot I will be revisiting!</span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><font face="inherit"><br /></font></span></p><p style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfHBD53kvtL0frEylUpqhCuGIQaXoqX9nxkNOcEJA1anPwHUrjHbF1SyxxDrY2fnMswD99NyfoJRBMKtaaSUDAonT4-n_JCPXL0GLc5cB8LVj3cDpd64thZx6MH9U0yCSmOImYVy7NM6a/s1500/goodpizza.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1231" data-original-width="1500" height="329" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMfHBD53kvtL0frEylUpqhCuGIQaXoqX9nxkNOcEJA1anPwHUrjHbF1SyxxDrY2fnMswD99NyfoJRBMKtaaSUDAonT4-n_JCPXL0GLc5cB8LVj3cDpd64thZx6MH9U0yCSmOImYVy7NM6a/w400-h329/goodpizza.jpeg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More excellent pizza!<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><font face="inherit"><br /></font><p></p>GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-50841662792090069952020-06-10T15:19:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:35:06.422+01:00SWCP Day 32: Halfway!<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></span></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I awoke to find the wind still blowing quite hard from the east, making it very likely that the ferry crossings I needed to do today would not be possible. A strong easterly wind is quite unusual in this part of the world, so the little river boats would not be prepared for rough water in the estuaries and wouldn’t be able to make the short crossings. However, I didn’t really have much choice but to get walking, and just hope either the weather would massively improve before I reached the crossing points, or that I would be able to find another way round, despite the apparent lack of any public transport in this quiet corner of Cornwall. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After another good breakfast at the hostel I got back to it, feet still feeling rather painful, but manageable once laced into my boots. Thankfully the first section was easy-going around the bay out of Coverack, the path very quiet apart from the blowing winds and some lively cows for company. I managed to thoroughly freak myself out walking through the industrial wasteland of some abandoned quarries, the howling wind and waves crashing against the derelict dock making me think I was hearing things. I was very pleased when the path turned inland and I found some civilisation in little villages.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path cut inland a couple of times to avoid more quarries, and soon I dropped down into Porthallow, which marks the official midway point of the entire South West coast path. My diary entry reads: “Halfway! OMG only halfway haha”, which just about sums up my feelings! It was a bit of a desolate and deserted spot in the windy fog, but I attempted a terrible selfie to mark the moment before continuing on. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I was soon approaching the first short ferry crossing at Gillan Creek. This one wouldn’t be too bad if it wasn’t running, as the route up the the estuary to get around was only another 1.5ish miles, but it would be nice to avoid the extra mileage. However, as I got close to the crossing point I passed some walkers coming the other way down the path, who reassured me they had just used the ferry. Despite the anxieties about the ferries I was loving the landscape of wooded river banks, with little sandy inlets and many small boats and houses dotted among the trees. I soon found the crossing point, with the very high-tech orange board to open and signal to the ferryman on the other side that there was a passenger waiting. As I waited a somewhat rude man stood and insisted that the ferry wasn’t running even when I explained I had just met some people who had used it. He then started to comment on the inappropriate size of my rucksack and my cheap walking poles, so I was very pleased when the ferry arrived and I could leave him with a cheery wave; I didn’t feel the need to explain to him I’d just walked 315 miles…</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At the pretty landing point at St Anthony I celebrated with an ice-cream, ignoring the fact that the weather had hardly improved and it looked increasingly likely that the Helford ferry wouldn’t be running. The final stretch to Helford was extremely lovely, around Dennis head to look back down the coast, then weaving in and out of the trees with views across the river. I was soon in Helford and on the hunt for the crossing point. Unfortunately there was no sign of the ferry, and a phone call to the operators confirmed they were unable to run with the waves still rushing down the river in the wind. Debating my next move I got chatting to a Swedish couple who were also walking the path and wanted to make the crossing. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">We adjourned to the pub to discuss what to do. They had accommodation booked, and as there were no campsites anywhere close for me to use, we were all very keen to get across the water that afternoon. The walk around is about 13 miles so not feasible, and no public transport to speak of. I asked the bar staff for local taxi numbers, and just as we were about to make arrangements a taxi driver came in, looking for his last fare who he had just dropped off and who’s card payment had failed. He was heading back in the direction of Falmouth so agreed to take us, and we were soon on the way, very serendipitous! </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After a slightly crazy taxi ride through narrow country lanes, we alighted at the hotel where the couple were staying, just outside Mawnan Smith. I had managed to negotiate a reduced fare and my share was £20, and given the alternatives I was rather pleased with the outcome, and that I had actually made it to where I needed to be. I had a short walk down to Maenporth and the campsite, having decided to forget about the couple of miles or so of path that I had missed from Helford passage. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The campsite was friendly, if a little vast, but thankfully quite empty. I had to take a walk of about a mile to find the closest pub for dinner, which my sore feet didn’t thank me for! Thankfully tomorrow would be quite a short day, and I was pleased to be officially over half way and that the day had been a success.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">As forecast, the winds picked up strongly overnight, with gusts of something like 60mph. It was particularly bad as it was blowing from the east and therefore directly onshore at the east-facing Coverack. I was extremely glad of my decision to wait it out for a couple of days in the youth hostel; I’m not sure the tent would have withstood the weather. A rest day was also very welcome as the aches and pains were starting to build up, particularly as I had now walked for 10 days in a row (oops). My feet were very painful, they felt like all the bones were crunched up and almost sprained, very nasty as I needed my feet! I was also generally feeling pretty rubbish; too many days in the hot sun and too many pasties!</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I had a very relaxed day, starting with a good lie-in then a decent breakfast in the hostel, watching the waves crashing out of the window. Despite the high winds it was a beautifully clear and sunny day, so I made the most of it and thoroughly cleaned my boots, and also re-glued the insoles once again, leaving them in the sunshine to dry.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I took a (gentle, slow!) wander into the village and had a little explore, watching the waves trying to get to the little boats hunkered behind the protection of the harbour wall. I stocked up on dinner supplies at the village shop, and had a jolt back to the real world overhearing the locals complaining about politics. I sat in the sun and enjoyed another ice cream from the cafe next to the harbour, then limped back up the hill to the hostel.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I spent most of the rest of the day with the map and guidebook spread out in the lounge planning my next few days of accommodation, ringing a couple of campsites to check they had space over the weekend. I had mostly been ringing a day or two ahead, mainly for my own peace of mind to know I would have somewhere to stay, but I hadn’t had any problems at all getting on any campsites. Apart from the first week when it had been the school half term holiday, most of the sites had been practically empty, but I expected things to start getting busier as the main school holidays approached.</span></span></div>
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GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-19921601333668770742020-06-04T16:49:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:34:50.962+01:00SWCP Day 30: Pushing through<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The lighthouse foghorn at 7am gave an indication of the cooler weather outside, which would be very welcome after the steaming weather the day before. I was also feeling very in need of a rest day, after nine straight days of walking. However, the forecast for the following day was for very high winds and rough weather, so I planned to get to Coverack and stay at the youth hostel there, to have a day off and to wait out the weather.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It took me a little while to get going, definitely feeling tired and drained from the long day before, out in the hot sun. I made it out into the fog finally, and found the path round past the lighthouse. The first section wasn’t too hard going in the cooler weather, and there were some excellent flower-strewn rocky cliffs to keep me going. The path dipped in and out of a couple of small valleys, past the lookout and lifeboat stations, and the spectacular collapsed cave called the Devil’s Frying Pan.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path then dropped down into the pretty fishing cove at Cadgwith, which I remembered from the Fisherman’s apprentice TV show from a few years ago. I got a good pasty for lunch at the village shop, and as I was leaving the village I can across two of my dorm mates from the Youth hostel. We walked together through the stunted wood valley at Poltesco and down to the beach at Kennack. On the curiously grey sands in slightly grey weather I stopped for my pasty lunch, pleased to take a bit of a break as I was feeling really very tired. I saw one of my other dorm mates, and we spent the rest of the day overlapping each other on the path, but both quite happy to walk mostly alone. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I hauled myself up the steep hill back up from the beach, and not too long after the sun came out, and with it again the heat. The afternoon was very difficult work, a combination of very tired feet, far too hot weather and some new and unpleasant chaffing. My boots also started to give me trouble again, and would need another glue job when I reached Coverack. A couple of steep valleys and some grumpy stomping later, I found the small lookout at Black Head, and flopped down on the very welcome bench in the shade for a break. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I only had a mile or so left to get to Coverack, and the motivation of a proper day off tomorrow finally got me going again. The last stretch wasn’t so tough going, and I elected to take the easy high path instead of the narrow path down the cliff, which was billed as somewhat tough going and slippery in the guidebook. I was pleased with my choice as the path took me through a lovely shaded sculpture park, although I must have still been feeling grumpy and overheated as I neglected to take any photos.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I was soon in Coverack and before the youth hostel was open for check-in, so I found an ice-cream at the village cafe and sat and actually enjoyed the sunshine by the picturesque harbour. I also got some supplies for dinner so I wouldn’t need to go back out, and could spend the evening doing not very much at all. I presented myself back at the youth hostel at check-in time, and was pleased to find it was as nice as the Lizard one, again with very friendly staff, and even better views out to sea. There were very few residents, but I did have the company of one of the women who had also stayed in the Lizard hostel. I spread myself out and had a very nice relaxing evening doing very little, and enjoying all the hostel amenities, then early to bed.</span></div>
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GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-9437369431230030042020-05-30T14:33:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:34:42.804+01:00SWCP Day 29: Hitting the bottom of the compass<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">A big day ahead, I found a good breakfast at the Hideaway cafe in Porthleven, sitting outside in the morning sun. I got chatting to some friendly locals who were very interested in my giant backpack and my journey, and had some good tips for food stops on the path. After some encouragement from the group the cafe owner took my picture and posted on instagram, I felt a little bit famous, especially when the guy serving at the cafe further down the coast recognised me from the post! An entertaining start to the day, and got me enthusiastic about the walk ahead.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The morning was another gloriously sunny one, and with a decent breeze the heat felt manageable. The path started gently, climbing slowly out of Porthleven then dropping down onto the shingly Loe bar and then back up onto the cliffs behind the long stretch of Porthleven sands. I had some company for the initial stretch, keeping pace with the two women I’d met the previous day with the Nordic walking poles, and we got chatting; they were walking a few days of the path and staying at b&bs on the way. Sadly today would be their last day, but it was nice to have company for a bit.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path traced in and out of several pretty coves, dropping up and down to the sand, but not on too demanding a gradient. At Winnianton farm the women went ahead as I made use of the facilities and enjoyed a breather in Church cove, with its little church tucked in beside the sand. The path soon found Poldhu cove, and I found the women again at the cafe and we sat and had some refreshments together. I was hoping for a pasty for lunch as the locals at breakfast had recommended them, but unfortunately the bakery delivery was running late. After waiting for a fair while and enjoying people-watching on the busy beach, I decided I couldn’t wait any longer as I still had a long way to walk. I hoped to get something for lunch at the next village a mile or so away.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I was getting pretty hungry by the time the path dropped me down into Mullion cove, although I was somewhat distracted by the white pony that was swimming around in the little walled harbour, with its rider swimming alongside, a surprising sight! I managed to get a pasty in the little cafe in the village, and said goodbye to the two women who were at their final destination for the day. I took the steep hill up and out of the cove, and found a spot with a view to eat the pasty, propped up against a comfy rock.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">From there, the path headed up onto some stunning high cliffs, and included some drops into steep rocky valleys. The weather was very warm by this point, and the landscape very exposed with little in the way of shade, so I was starting to really feel very tired and overheated. The rocky craggy terrain was also starting to hurt my feet; lots of pointy rocks sticking up to tread on and trip over. The beauty of Kynance cove was lost on me as I was feeling throughly fed up, and the too busy cafe and precarious path down to the beach did not improve my mood. There were hoards of people on the beach relaxing and enjoying the sun, and I hated them in that moment, wondering why I was making myself walk, and why they were all in the damn way.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I found the steep steps back up from the beach to the carpark, quite surprised by just how many people there were to dodge on a random Tuesday in June. The path seemed to go right through the carpark, with plenty of idiots driving around too fast trying to find spaces and kicking up dust, and when I found the toilet block I offloaded my backpack in a huff, making use of the little shade given by the building.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After a little break I made myself carry on, knowing I only had another couple of miles and one small valley left to go. At 5ish I finally made it to Lizard Point, and it was all worth it. It is such an amazing spot, with fantastic views, and for some reason hitting the southernmost point of the UK felt even more special than when I had passed through Land’s End. I made it to the cafe on the point just in time to get a big jacket potato for dinner-with-a-view, and some cake to take away. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I had decided a couple of days previously that instead of camping, I would give the Youth Hostel a go; my first ever hosteling experience! I was a bit worried it would be really busy and rowdy, but of course that was a bit silly, as a hostel in such a remote location doesn’t really attract the partying types. The host was really friendly, and I was able to make use of the laundry facilities to get my long-overdue washing done. I stayed in a dorm room, and all the other guests were fellow (female) hikers, all of us walking the path in different ways, in sections and alone and in groups. For the same price as I paid at the campsite the night before, I had use of the excellent communal facilities, great company, a comfy bed I didn’t need to build myself, and all in an absolutely stunning location. Watching the sunset over the point is something I will remember for a long time.</span></span></div>
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GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-68606682781373345032020-05-27T15:02:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:34:34.227+01:00SWCP Day 28: Porthleven is Foodie Heaven<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></span></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After seven days of caravan luxury with the Grandparents, and only walking with a small backpack, today I would be back on my own and with the big backpack once again. Grandad dropped me back in Marazion bright and early, just as the bakery was opening, and I bought a pasty for lunch as the refreshment options for the day looked a little limited. I waved goodbye to Grandad, and it was back off out into the wild on my own.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The first section of the day took me up the hill out of Marazion along the road, then followed a diversion down to the cliff avoiding a recent landslide. The path edged the low cliffs, with views back to St Michael’s Mount, which this morning was shrouded in a low hazy mist. The weather was extremely warm and humid, with a low layer of cloud trapping the hot still air. It looked like it might be quite a tough day to be back walking with the big backpack. I soon encountered some fellow hikers, a pair of women who were walking with long Nordic walking poles, and they certainly beat me for speed on the flat. We spent the next couple of days leapfrogging each other, and it was nice to have some regular faces on the path again, as I had got out of step with everyone else I had met so far.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At Perranuthnoe I made use of the village public toilets, always grateful that even the tiny villages in Cornwall still provided public facilities; I always added 50p to the box when there was one. Out of the village the path continued along the top of the low cliffs, out to Cudden Point which provided the last view back to Mount’s Bay, nearly obscured in the haze. Onwards, skirting pretty little rocky coves, and the sun started making an appearance, adding to the heat of the hot sticky morning. Near Kenneggy sand my hunger got the better of me and I stopped on a comfy piece of grass for a short lunch break.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At Sydney Cove a short while later I was pleased to find an open cafe as I was rather overheated. I made good use of their shady terrace overlooking the beach, and enjoyed a mango sorbet and half and hour of surfer-spotting. A brief chat with a local confirmed there was access back to the path at the other end of the stretch of Praa sands, so I walked along the waters’ edge to the other end of the beach, then found the route back up the cliff through the dunes.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The final couple of miles of the day felt like a real slog in the hot sun, with never-ending diversions cutting inland around the edges of fields, to avoid the many cliff falls. Finally Porthleven came in to view, and I was soon enjoying a cream tea and a pint of squash in a cafe in the town. I had very little expectation of what Porthleven would be like, having never even heard of it before I started route-planning, but it turned out to be a rather lovely and friendly town with a proper harbour, and lots of excellent foodie options.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">After recuperating for a short while I found my way to the campsite just a few minutes from the town centre. It was a little bit rough around the edges, especially considering the price (£15!), but the showers were perfectly fine and I had a nice level and sheltered pitch, so nothing much to complain about. I headed back in to town and found some excellent pizza for dinner, eaten with a harbour view. I enjoyed the entertainment of surfers out at the harbour wall, and the local ladies rowing crew arriving back from training, all whilst keeping a careful eye on those militant Cornish gulls.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></span></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I agreed with the Grandparents that I would make today a short day, so we could all have a bit of lie-in. With just 9ish miles to do, we got going at about 10ish, heading back to Lamorna to rejoin the path. The day was rather grey and threatening a bit of drizzly rain, but I was happy to have a bit of cooler weather for walking after a few days of feeling a bit overheated. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The first couple of miles of path out of Lamorna clung low to the cliffs, through rocky and boulder-strewn terrain. A few little ups and downs and I was soon out of the wild and into the outskirts of Mousehole. I was quite looking forward to seeing the little town as when I was a child we had read the book ‘The Mousehole cat’ by Antonia Barber, set in the iconic harbour. I do remember being quite frightened of the book, as it features a big scary storm, but it has beautiful illustrations of the town. Unfortunately with the drizzly weather and cars parked all around the harbour it wasn’t quite as picturesque as I was anticipating, and it being a Sunday morning, I couldn’t find an open cafe or coffee place for a refresher. I made use of the public toilets then moved swiftly on.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The path would now be on pavement for the rest of the day, following the edge of Mount’s bay around to Marazion and St Michael’s Mount. First I went through Newlyn, one of the biggest proper fishing ports left in the UK. Unsurprisingly it was quite an industrial landscape, and again I failed to find anywhere to stop for the rapidly approaching lunchtime, despite zigzagging through several back streets.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The weather got a bit wetter, but I was soon on the outskirts of Penzance, now with a lunch stop-off top of my agenda. After a wander through the Sunday quiet, I finally found the lovely Honeypot cafe that was actually open and serving brunch, and settled in to a big cooked breakfast, delicious proper hot chocolate and an espresso to wake me up for the final stretch of slightly dull afternoon walking.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">On my way through Penzance I made use of some civilisation to top up my cash and suncream supplies, and bought a pair of hilariously bright hippy trousers to wear whilst doing my laundry, so I could actually get everything washed, and not have to sit around in my underwear! Although it is a little grungy in places I do like Penzance, it has a friendly and alternative feel, and lots of indie shops.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Past the train station and onto the wide path running along the back of the long expanse of sand running all the way round the bay to St Michael’s Mount. About 3 miles of unexciting walking later and I made it into the village at Marazion, in the shadow of the mount. The tide was out so the causeway was exposed, but as I had explored the island and castle with the boyfriend the previous year, and in much nicer weather, so I didn’t feel the need to linger. I scoped out the village for lunch picnic opportunities for the next day, and met up with my Grandad for my last night of caravan luxury with them; I would be back with the big backpack and tent tomorrow.</span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">My sister, brother-in-law, little nephew and their dog decided to walk the first section of the day with me, so Grandad got a morning off from driving all over Cornwall on my behalf. We parked at Sennen Cove and rejoined the path, with just a mile to go until Land’s End. The sun was out once again, and it was a very pleasant meander at the pace of a 4 year old, having a good catch-up natter along the way. Bungle the dog found some perfectly muddy puddles to wallow in, and we enjoyed exploring the rocky landscape of Maen Castle, an ancient cliff top fort.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">At Land’s End we got the required photo, although avoided the expensive option with the official signpost in shot. I celebrated having completed the entire north coast of Devon and Cornwall, plus a little bit of Somerset of course. About 257 miles done, 14,490m of ascent in total; or 1.6 Mount Everests! Time to turn the corner and head back in the direction of home. I left my family behind, and quickly escaped the tourist trappings, very quickly finding some glorious empty rocky cliffs.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The path dipped in and out of little valleys and coves, rolling through an exposed heath landscape on top of low cliffs. The RSPB reserve signs promised Choughs, and I wasn’t disappointed, soon hearing the distinctive call. The path dropped down into the little hamlet of Porthgwarra, and I was pleased to find a lovely cafe with a big garden, so I settled in in the sunshine with a pasty and some rocky road cake, glad to be able to take an early stop instead of continuing on to Porthcurno for my lunch stop.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Refreshed, I followed the path back up and out of the valley, passing more gorgeous white sand and bright blue seas. The route soon spat me out at the top of the Minack theatre above Porthcurno. I didn’t feel much like stopping, and there were crowds of tourists, so I continued on; I’d love to return to the theatre one day for a show and explore it properly. The path follows the extremely steep steps down the cliff around the outside of the theatre, not for the vertigo-suffers, and especially fun with lots of people trying to go both ways on the narrow steps! I made it to the bottom in one piece, and was soon back out onto the quiet cliffs beyond the bay. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Another spectacular section with views out to the rocky headlands, and I was soon dropping back down into the little bay at Penberth, an extremely pretty little fishing village, still with a few proper fishing boats pulled up on the slipway. The landscape was gradually changing as the coastline began to tuck in away from the wild westerly weather, and trees were starting to appear, the first I had seen since St Ives. At St Loy the path skirted some houses with beautiful lush gardens which seemed to be spilling over out into the landscape. The path popped out onto the boulder beach and I had a short section of boulder-hopping to navigate, before heading back into the trees, enjoying the shade and cooler atmosphere.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The final section of the day dropped the path down into the rocky edge of the cliff, with some fun narrow and craggy terrain to navigate, including squeezing through some quite tight boulder gaps; I would have been in danger of getting stuck if I had had the big rucksack in tow! The weather started to shift as I made it into the cove at Lamorna, the sun disappearing and the wind picking up. Lamorna is a slightly peculiar place, I believe it is privately owned, and there is chatter that the landlord was intending to sell so wasn’t maintaining anything; it certainly had a very quiet and slightly drab feel to it. I managed to get a drink at a friendly cafe though, whilst I waited for Grandad to navigate his way down the narrow road to find me.</span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" style="text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I decided on quite a short section for the day, as my sister and her family would be coming to camp with us for the weekend, and we planned to have a barbecue and possibly some beach time in the afternoon. The grandparents had relocated the caravan whilst I was walking the previous day, to a site a bit further west and more convenient for my next few days of walking. It was another lovely small site on a farm, with some friendly neighbours who were living in their bell tent for the summer. It was still a bit of a drive though back to Pendeen, so Grandad and I got quite a prompt start so I could be done at a sensible time.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I rejoined the path by the lighthouse at Pendeen, in some lovely bright morning sunshine, although I quickly had damp feet as there was quite a bit of dew on the long grass. The route today would be through mining country, first passing through the vast old Levant mine, with various buildings and structures littering the landscape, then passing by the old engine houses at Botallack, and various mine shafts and other signs of Cornwall’s industrial past.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The terrain was fairly easy-going, with a lot fewer boulders to negotiate compared to the previous day. The sun soon heated things right up though, and with barely a breeze it was an extremely warm day for walking, especially with hardly a tree in sight on this exposed Atlantic coast. A couple of dips down into some sweltering valleys, and I made it to beautiful Cape Cornwall. I had been looking forward to this part of the coast, as I had visited previously and really loved this glorious headland. It is such a peaceful spot, especially compared to the tacky chaos of Lands End just a few miles away, and now in sight. Thankfully the little cafe was open, so I enjoyed a cold drink and some cake, plus a nice bit of shade tucked into the building.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">From Cape Cornwall, a couple more miles in the baking sun, looking out to the very tempting turquoise sea below. I think I spent most of the next section fantasising about the ice-cream I intended to find at Sennen, and barely paying much attention to the path, as it was easy walking. At Nanjulian cliff I came back to attention as the boulders reappeared so there was a little exciting scrambling to break up the day.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Not long after that the path found Gwynver beach, with plenty of sunbathers and surfers enjoying the glorious weather. The tide was quite far in so I took the high path along the back of the beach, and was pleased with my choice when I was some walkers with very wet trousers trying to find their way through the rocks below. The path dropped down again to the sands of Sennen Cove, and I was soon enjoying an ice-cream on the seafront while I waited for my Grandad.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I’d finished walking by early afternoon, so we had a lovely afternoon back at Gwithian beach (dog-friendly!), and I finally had a proper sea swim, the shallow sea being much warmer than where I had dipped my toes in at Pendeen. A barbecue and a hectic few hours entertaining my nephew, and it really felt like a lovely holiday weekend.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></span></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Today looked like a very tough one on paper, the guidebook grades it is a ‘Severe’ section, with over 1000m of ascent and warnings of rocky scrambles and bogs. I was prepared for it to be a long and taxing day, and we made a contingency plan to meet in Morvah a couple of miles short of Pendeen if I was struggling. We made quite an early start, getting into St Ives before all the tiny roads got busy. I rejoined the path near the Tate gallery, quickly leaving the town behind and pleased to be back out into the wild after a tame day of walking yesterday.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The morning started overcast but soon cleared up, thankfully there was a decent breeze though so I didn’t get too overheated. The path quickly found its way out onto the wild rugged cliffs, and just as I got out of sight of St Ives I spotted a seal bobbing around in rocky bay, my first of the trip!</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span style="font-family: inherit;">I do love seals, so I spent a happy few minutes watching it diving and swimming around.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Saying goodbye to my seal friend, I continued on the path, which as billed was very rocky and interesting terrain, lots of piles of giant boulders to scramble up and over, and big stepping stones across the wet ground. However, with only the small rucksack I was absolutely in love with the fun and interesting walking, and the beautiful exposed landscape. There were plenty of wildflowers lining the banks, including several different kinds of orchids, and a few fellow hikers to say hello to, although not over-crowded.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On one of the many chaotic boulder sections I heard a curious chuffing noise and spotted a group of 4 large black birds with orange beaks. I later learned that they were Choughs, a type of Corvid which are quite rare in the UK and only just starting to re-populate Cornwall in the last few years, after going extinct in England in the 1950s. I saw a few more over the course of the day, so hopefully their population is increasing.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I stopped for lunch on a comfy rock at the stunning Zennor head, tucked in out of the breeze. There were plenty of walkers doing a loop of the headland, so I had an enjoyable break chatting to people and watching the glorious turquoise sea below. I realised I was making very good progress, so let the grandparents know that I would make it all the way to Pendeen, and by a sensible time.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Back on my feet, the path dipped into a couple of pretty bright green valleys, and supplied a succession of views of very inviting looking sandy coves and crystal clear sea, along with more spectacular rocky headlands and cliffs; truly an epic section of the path. The sea looked very tempting, and I definitely planned to dip my toes in when I got to the final beach of the day, although I suspected that it wouldn’t feel quite as mediterranean as it looked!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">At Bosigran cliff a wide shallow valley plunged down to the waves below, and pinnacles of rocks on either side provided some perfect rock-climbing terrain. There were plenty of people and ropes strung across the towering cliffs, it looked like a lot of fun but I’m not sure I would have enjoyed the big drop below; I’m more of an indoor bouldering type of woman!</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">After that last valley the path struck to the top of the high cliffs, providing some easy-going walking for the last couple of miles to the beach at Portheras and little Pendeen cove. Portheras is a stunning beach, we had visited before on holiday the previous year, after a tipoff from some locals, and it was well worth the mile or so walk from the nearest car parking. There is a long wide strip of white sand, and I spotted some seals playing in the gentle surf.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The path climbs back up the cliff and through the bracken to get to the little beach at Pendeen, and I finally removed my boots and dipped my toes in the very clear waters, far too cold for anything more than a paddle though! I met the grandparents and we walked up to their car parked by the lighthouse at Pendeen Watch. An amazing day of walking, definitely my favourite section so far. After some trepidation about how tough it would be, it had actually been very achievable, or perhaps I was finally getting a bit fitter after 3 weeks of walking.</span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The day started grey and drizzly, but by the time my Grandparents dropped me at Godrevy point the clouds had cleared away and it looked like it would be another hot and sunny one. The section today was easy and quite short, skirting round the vast entirety of St Ives Bay. A day of very golden sands and plenty of people. As the walking would mostly be on sand and tarmac I elected to leave the walking poles behind for once. It was also a big milestone day, as the map books I was using were split into three separate books, and the first one finished in St Ives. I would finish the day with 232 miles down, well over a 3rd of the path complete!</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I found my way to the official path route, which weaves through the mass of sand dunes behind the big beach at Gwithian. I stopped to take pictures of the sea thistles stuffed full of snails (enjoying the moisture?) and got chatting to a dog walker who turned out to be a warden at Cape Cornwall, where I would be walking in a couple of days. We agreed it was a spectacular spot, and much preferable to the tourist trap at Lands End, which did have the claim of being just a few metres further west that the Cape.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I headed off into the dunes, pleased that there were quite obvious large slate markers showing the way through the maze. However, the ups and downs were completely blocking the sea breeze and I was quickly far too hot, so I found a path down to the beach, hoping the tide was far enough out so I could follow it all the way to Hayle. I had timed things right and I had a clear route, so had an easy hour or so just walking on the sand and enjoying the lovely weather, now with a welcome breeze.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At the Hayle estuary the beach is bisected by the river flowing out to sea, with many warning signs that the water is too fast and too deep to wade or swim across. This is rather infuriating, as it involves a diversion of a couple miles up to Hayle to the nearest bridge, then back down the other side of the river, only to return to the beach about 100m from my current location. Somewhat grumpy at failure of the people of Hayle to install a bridge just for my purposes, I set off up the estuary, on an unexciting pavement beside the road. Arriving in the town, I decided I couldn’t be bothered with another couple of dull miles of pavement walking, so I located a bus stop and was soon alighting in Lelant on the other side of the estuary. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I found my way past the church back to the beach, dodging golf balls from the nearby course on the way. A brief stop for lunch in the dunes, then I found my way down to the sand, deciding to risk that the steps at the other end of the beach would be accessible, as I had heard conflicting reports on whether that route was possible. Another glorious half an hour of beach strolling and I was pleased to find it was possible to scramble up, despite the steps being half collapsed and washed away.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">At this point the weather was really heating up, and for the first time on my walk I was getting a bit low on water. I had mostly been over-cautious and carried at least 1.5 litres every day, usually with several opportunities for a refill on the way, as running out of water was a bit of a fear of mine. I had just taken my smaller 800ml bottle on this day and hadn’t had a chance to top up yet. However, I tried not to be overly concerned as I wasn’t exactly deep in the wilds! I dropped down into the gorgeous Carbis bay, but the beachside restaurant looked far too posh for me to walk in and request water, so I headed on, only a couple of miles away from St Ives. The path thankfully headed up into the trees on the cliffside; a welcome bit of shade after several hours in the full sun.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I shortly arrived into the centre of St Ives, and found a cafe for a cold drink and cake whilst I let the Grandparents know where I was. I found the excellent booze shop that I had remembered from a holiday the previous year, and stocked up on a few local beers as a thank you to the Grandparents for their excellent support. I made my way through town dodging tourists, stopping for a very good coffee at Mount Zion, then around the little headland at St Ives head, giving a full view of the day’s walk back to Godrevy point, the sea the most incredible colour. I met the Grandparents near the Tate at Porthmeor, fully in love with beautiful St Ives despite the mad crowds.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Back to drizzly damp weather once again! A luxurious start to the day with breakfast served to me by the Grandparents, then straight off the campsite back to the path, just the little backpack in tow. As the campsite was a bit short of St Agnes I first followed the path through the little town, noting the large number of Finisterre jackets and coats out and about, as the brand headquarters is on the outskirts. I was very pleased with my extravagant but lovely and warm jacket that I’d been using in the cooler evenings, from said brand. After getting directions to the somewhat hidden path back out of town from a dog-walker (Finisterre-clad), I was away and heading along the very picturesque section to St Agnes head.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The weather was pretty bleak, but as usual I felt full of energy walking in the lower temperatures, probably also helped by the transition back to only the small backpack. The path dropped down to the little beach at Chapel Porth, and despite it being a Tuesday the carpark was well-filled, with lots of people taking advantage of the very good surf breaking in bay. I hear that Finisterre staff can take time off when the surf is up, plus the Surfers Against Sewage headquarters was also close by, so clearly plenty of people making the most of living in beautiful Cornwall. I watched the surfers for a while and enjoyed a hot chocolate and flapjack in the shelter of the cafe, not warm enough to investigate their ‘Hedgehog’ ice cream!</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I climbed back up to the top of the cliff and was shortly dropping back down again into the small bay at Porthtowan, just stopping to make use of the public toilet facilities, then back up the hill again. The next section followed the chainlink fence-line of yet another military installation, this time the disused chemical weapons base at Nancekuke common. Unsurprisingly given the horrific implications of the research and other work that went on there when it was active, the place has a very unsettling vibe, and I made a very rapid pace to get that bit of path out of the way, slightly impeded by the very overgrown hedges and muddy terrain.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Very pleased to get clear the base, and tummy rumbling, I followed the path down into the slightly downtrodden looking town of Portreath, not fancying my chances of a decent lunch. However, I was shortly pleased to find close to the seafront a very lovely cycling shop with adjoining cafe, that served an excellent and indulgent smoked salmon and avocado sandwich. Plenty of coffee along with some cake later, and a tip-off to look out for seals on the way to Godrevy, I got back to it.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path dropped down into the final steep valley of the day at Carvannel Down, the angle of the cliffs giving a spectacular view of the path and cliffs ahead, looking all the way along to Godrevy lighthouse. I wound back up the other side of the valley, and the last 5 or so miles to Godrevy was mostly level. The weather worsened so I stopped to put on my waterproof trousers, then really got motoring for those last few miles, enjoying the views from the cliff-top path, whilst safe and dry in my waterproof cocoon. I kept my eye out for seals but unfortunately there were none to be seen, but I did spot several kestrels hunting in the open landscape.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Despite the long mileage I made very good time to meet my Grandad at the carpark in Godrevy, rather catching him on the hop as he was hoping to give the dog a walk before I arrived! We headed back to the campsite near St Agnes, and I was soon fed and watered and well-ensconced in the comforts of the caravan.</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I woke up raring to go, and made a fairly early start despite only having a relatively short distance to do. I would be meeting my Grandparents in St Agnes in the afternoon for another few days of familial support, and giant-backpack-free walking. I found my way back across Cubert common, without getting quite so lost in the sand dunes, and rejoined the path at Holywell bay, with the skies a little brighter than the day before. </span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The path quickly rose above the beach to Penhale point, skirting the edge of another old military site. Again the vibe was really off and spooky, lots of old equipment and antennae littering the landscape. The route passed a strange lonely house on the clifftop, then turned the corner and was in sight of the massive expanse of Perran beach, with Perranporth visible a couple of miles away along the long sandy stretch. I had timed it right and the tide was out so I could walk the entire length along the sand; no need to get lost in the sand dunes! I found the firm strip of sand in the middle of the width of the beach, and settled in to a couple of easy miles, with just a few kite surfers and dog walkers for company on the empty northern part.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perran bay, looking towards St Agnes head</td></tr>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">When I was planning the walk I had thought it would be an excellent opportunity for some quality thinking time. All those miles, and I needed to consider what I was going to do after the path, as I had no job to go to and very little plan for the future. It was a strange time, and the walk was a useful marker and an achievable and finite task. However, I found that I thought of very little at all whilst walking, even when on easy and monotonous stretches like the beach. I didn’t feel bored and I didn’t need to listen to music or podcasts or anything, my mind just floated along, mostly empty except for perhaps considering what the next meal might be. It was very pleasant, but not so useful for making big life decisions and plans!</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Finally coming to the end of the beach a couple of miles of sand later, I reached the little town of Perranporth, and went on a lunch hunt, settling for a veggie street food place which did the most excellent homemade nachos and chilli. Suitably well-fed I found my way back out of town and back up onto the clifftop, with spectacular views back along Perran beach. Just out on the cliff and watching my step on the narrow gravelly path, I spotted a bunch of keys looking lost, and moved them to a more prominent spot in case their owner returned. A short while later a runner passed, looking like they were on the hunt, so I pointed them back to the spot, and they were very grateful to be reunited.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The last stretch towards St Agnes was easy walking, mostly level through old quarries bordering a little airfield, and views along to the headland and to the Bawden rocks out to sea. I made excellent time and by 2pm had found my way to the lovely little Caravan club site that my Grandparents had pitched their caravan on, just a little way off the path. It was great to have some company again, and their bouncy golden retriever Peggy was full of beans and very pleased to be out and about in Cornwall with lots of new places to explore. After a short walk together out to the cliffs, I thoroughly enjoyed making use of the excellent caravan amenities, with my tent pitched outside for my own bedroom space.</span></span></div>
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GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-8310893634384907742020-05-03T16:11:00.013+01:002020-07-22T08:33:25.592+01:00SWCP Day 20: Hunting Roast Beast<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">With almost 200 miles done, I was due a rest day, and as the campsite near Crantock was really nice and also cheap, and had the full complement of laundry facilities, today was the day for it. I had a good lie in and then got all my laundry done in the morning sunshine, I even got some bonus time on the tumble drier as someone seemed to have left loads of time on the clock, win. I also worked on a fix for my walking boots. I gave them a good clean and re-waterproofed with Nikwax liquid, and stuck down the insoles with the glue I’d bought in Newquay. Fingers crossed the fix would work as I didn’t want to have to buy new boots! I knew that cheap Regatta boots were a bit of a gamble when I set out, but having had the same brand before I knew they would fit well out of the box with minimum time to break them in, and I hoped they would at least last the 630 miles of the path. It was also probably my lazy lack of maintenance that had damaged them; I resolved to look after them better for the rest of the walk.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I had a good lunch at the campsite cafe, excelling myself with a big sausage roll followed by an excellent cream tea, then napped for too long in the afternoon sunshine, only waking up when the breeze got up and the sun disappeared. Feeling rather groggy I decided to head out for a walk around the headland for some fresh air and to chop off a bit of the route for the following day. I also needed to find somewhere for dinner, as I’d disappointingly missed the cutoff for ordering the campsite Sunday roast dinner. The idea of a roast had been put in my head though, so I hoped I could find a decent local pub.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I rejoined the coast path at West Pentire, and made my way around the headland to Porth Joke (locally called Polly Joke). There were plenty of weekend walkers out and about, and kids body-boarding in the small waves in the bay. On top of the hills there were several fields of bright red and yellow poppies, giving lovely colour to the scene. I followed the path round to the big expanse of sand at Holywell, the stormy skies looking very atmospheric above the big Gull’s rocks out in the bay. I then went on the hunt for some dinner, starting at the pub in Holywell, which unfortunately wasn’t serving evening food. After a rather expensive half-pint, I headed back up the hill to Crantock, getting rather lost across the dunes and golf course on Cubert Common. I was beginning to hate sand dunes!</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I found the pub in Crantock, very disappointingly no roast in the evenings, so I had to settle for a mediocre burger, some food at least! I made my way back to the campsite, finding some pretty gardens to admire as I made my way back to the village. Back to it properly tomorrow!</span></span></div>
GreenCoffeePothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11836114276004556062noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4263736903779717459.post-17469379199378060772020-05-01T09:27:00.009+01:002020-07-22T08:33:15.515+01:00SWCP Day 19: Crowds and Chaos<h4 style="text-align: justify;">
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></span></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></span></div><div style="font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Approx. 14.5 miles, 450m ascent</span></span></h3>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">For once I awoke to a dry and bright morning. My feet were a bit of a mess from walking in boots with a slipping insole all of the previous day, so as it looked like a fine day I decided to wear my walking sandals and give my feet a break from the boots. I was glad of my decision to bring sandals that were substantial enough for walking in; I’m not sure I could have done another day in damaged boots! I got away quite promptly from the campsite, now into the routine of getting everything packed away efficiently. I presented myself at the beach shop and cafe for their opening time, and got a coffee and pastries for breakfast. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">A bit of procrastination talking to some locals then I was on my way. The path rose gently above Porthcothan bay, and after a small dip at Porth Mear I was soon on the high cliffs looking down on the spectacular Bedruthan steps, a collection of boulders and stacks scattered along the long golden beach below. There were quite a few people out enjoying the Saturday morning sunshine, and I made use of the NT facilities before escaping the crowds.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Another short high section and the path dropped down onto the massive beach at Mawgan Porth. I took off my sandals and enjoyed walking barefoot in the sand, finally warm enough to do so! I found an excellent village shop with an extensive bakery, and got (another!) pasty for lunch, opting for chicken and chorizo as an exciting diversion from the usual Cornish variety. A couple of small headlands and I was overlooking the huge expanse of Watergate bay. The path dipped down into a carpark that was populated by far too many BMWs, and I found a pleasant grassy spot for my lunchtime picnic, overlooking the many kite-surfers below.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">As I approached the outskirts of Newquay the weather decided to chuck in a couple of short sharp showers; always entertaining to watch everyone scrambling for waterproofs and umbrellas. The path meandered through the urban sprawl of Newquay, deciding to take a couple of pointless detours to headlands, only to pop out 50m further down the same road I had already been on. In the town proper, I found an outdoor shop and got supplies to mend my boots: Some glue, cleaning brush and waterproofing liquid. I made my way to the tourist information office, my original intention being to find accommodation close to central Newquay. After another 10 minutes of busy town though, I decided I couldn’t cope with the chaos after so long in the wild, too many people and things and noise.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">After studying the map I realised there was a promising campsite a couple of miles to the west in Crantock, so decided to carry on. There are a couple of different ways of crossing the Gannel estuary and escaping Newquay. I decided to opt for the little ferry at Fern Pit, so had a dull mile or so walking through suburban streets through Pentire, declining to take yet another diversion out to Towan Head. The sun was really warming up, and I was very pleased to finally see signs for the cafe and ferry. I was quickly vindicated in my route choice though, as the cafe overlooking the ferry point was a delight, with wonderful gardens clinging to the steep hill dropping to the estuary below. The views were stunning, I’ve never seen such incredibly green-blue water.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The ferry was a little wooden boat with an outboard, and the crossing only took a couple of minutes. There was some sort of triathlon race going on, with the swim in the estuary, so there were plenty of people on the other side of the water. I weaved through the crowds and found my way off the beach and quickly got lost in the sand dunes behind, failing to follow the ferryman’s directions. I eventually found my bearings and realised I had overshot the campsite, with a little backtracking along the road required. I finally found the lovely campsite at <a href="http://www.treagofarm.co.uk/">Treago farm</a>, made all the better for being only £5 per night, and therefore confirming my decision to take a rest day tomorrow.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-6-beaches-dunes-sands.html" target="_blank">Day 6: Mortehoe to Braunton</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-17-fun-in-fog.html">Day 17: Port Isaac to Padstow</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I paused at the lookout station at Stepper Point and the sun started breaking through. My boots were already giving me trouble; I had made the mistake of stuffing them with newspaper overnight as they were rather wet, but on removing the paper wad the insole in one of the boots had come loose and was now shifting around and threatening to induce blisters. I had looked for waterproofing spray in Padstow but they only had a missive can, so I would have to survive until Newquay, when I hoped I would be able to sort a proper fix.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">At Trevone bay I stopped for an excellent and much-needed coffee and got a takeaway ham and cheese toasty for lunch. The weather was really brightening up and the sea was a stunning colour. Paddle-boarders making the most of it.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I found a passable campsite at Porthcothan. They weren’t really used to hikers I don’t think, and their facilities weren’t great, but they did supply me with a big piece of chocolate cake, which I happily ate in the tent, quite the Friday night party!</span></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/distractions-and-escapism-join-me-as-i.html">Introduction</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-1-up-and-away.html" target="_blank">Day 1: Minehead to Porlock</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-2-into-middle-earth.html" target="_blank">Day 2: Porlock to Lynton</a></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none; font-family: inherit;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-3-ups-and-downs.html" target="_blank">Day 3: Lynton to Combe Martin</a></span></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/03/swcp-day-4-old-haunts.html" style="text-align: start;" target="_blank">Day 4: Combe Martin to Mortehoe</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-5-rest-and-recuperation.html" target="_blank">Day 5: Rest day, Morte Point loop</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-7-on-track.html">Day 7: Braunton to Westward Ho!</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-8-tuna-in-woods.html">Day 8: Westward Ho! to Clovelly</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-9-hartlands.html">Day 9: Clovelly to Hartland Quay</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-10-goodbye-devon-hello-cornwall.html">Day 10: Hartland Quay to Morwenstow</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-11-dishes-in-drizzle.html">Day 11: Morwenstow to Bude</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1.html">Days 12-14: Bude to Crackington Haven</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-15-into-wild.html">Day 15: Crackington Haven to Tintagel</a></div>
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<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/other-swcp-posts-introduction-day-1_22.html">Day 16: Tintagel to Port Isaac</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/04/swcp-day-18-paradise-after-rain.html">Day 18: Padstow to Porthcothan</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-19-crowds-and-chaos.html">Day 19: Porthcothan to Crantock</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-20-hunting-roast-beast.html">Day 20: Rest day, Holywell bay loop</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-21-sands-of-time.html">Day 21: Crantock to St Agnes</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-22-surfs-up.html">Day 22: St Agnes to Godrevy</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-23-artists-light.html">Day 23: Godrevy point to St Ives</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-24-running-out-of-superlatives.html">Day 24: St Ives to Pendeen Watch</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-25-summer-holidays.html">Day 25: Pendeen Watch to Sennen Cove</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-26-turning-corner.html">Day 26: Sennen Cove to Lamorna</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-27-tarmac-trudging.html">Day 27: Lamorna to Marazion</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-28-porthleven-is-foodie-heaven.html">Day 28: Marazion to Porthleven</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/05/swcp-day-29-hitting-bottom-of-compass.html">Day 29: Porthleven to Lizard Point</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-30-pushing-through.html">Day 30: Lizard Point to Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-31-becalmed.html">Day 31: Rest day in Coverack</a><br />
<a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-32-halfway.html">Day 32: Coverack to Maenporth</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-33-place-called-place.html" target="_blank">Day 33: Maenporth to Portscatho</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-34-slow-sunday.html" target="_blank">Day 34: Portscatho to Boswinger</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-35-strawberries-and-cream.html" target="_blank">Day 35: Boswinger to Pentewan</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/06/swcp-day-36-this-is-land-of-my-content.html" target="_blank">Day 36: Pentewan to Polkerris</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-days-37-39-comedic-interlude.html" target="_blank">Days 37-39: Polkerris to Fowey</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-40-hotter-than-hell.html" target="_blank">Day 40: Polruan to Polperro</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-41-sunday-strollers.html" target="_blank">Day 41: Polperro to Seaton</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-42-beginning-of-end.html" target="_blank">Day 42: Seaton to Kingsand</a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://greencoffeepot.blogspot.com/2020/07/swcp-day-43-end-of-beginning.html" target="_blank">Day 43: Kingsand to Plymouth</a></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Once again we woke up to persistent drizzle, and unfortunately the wind and rain had found their way in to Mum’s secondhand tent, so she hasn’t had a great night’s sleep. We packed up in the wet, hoping that the weather would improve over the course of the day and I could dry and air my tent in the afternoon. We stopped at the Co-op in Port Isaac so I could get some breakfast and snacks, then I rejoined the path behind the harbour. Mum wisely decided to leave me to the drizzle.</span></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">As I was leaving the village I could see the Vic and Helen, the American couple I had met a few days ago and a German couple I’d met the day before, on the path behind me. The path quickly climbed into the foggy rain, and headed round Kellan head after dropping in to the first steep valley of the day. The lonely chilly fog felt properly bleak; my favourite kind of weather for walking! Waterproofs on and hood up, I was in my own dry and warm cocoon and quite happy, a good day to be abroad in Cornwall.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The path dropped down into the pretty little cove of Port Quin, and I was surprised to come across the Vic and Helen, who I was sure had been behind me on the path. They had decided against going out to Kellan head and had taken an inland path, cutting the corner and overtaking me in the process. As we followed the path to the curious little fortress of Doyden castle we got chatting and it was good to have some walking company for a while. I left them behind at Trevan point, but they soon caught me up again on the decent, and we admired the collapsed cave at Lundy hole together, the sea roaring in and out of the rocky archway below.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">As we approached the Rumps and Pentire point they decided to cut inland again and head straight for Polzeath, so we parted ways and I headed out into fog once more. The Rumps is a promontory that juts out into the raging Atlantic, reaching out to the little Mouls island further out to sea. The headland is the site of an Iron Age fort, with some of the earthworks still visible. It seems like it would be a rather bleak location for a settlement, but perhaps it wasn’t so exposed all those years ago.</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-font-kerning: none;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I cut inland towards Polzeath, and once again bumped into Vic and Helen, who had stopped for coffee and cake in a gateway. We walked the last easy section into Polzeath together. I first visited Polzeath for a surfing holiday as a 16 year old. A friend arranged a trip for a big group of us, staying on the eccentric Robbie Love’s campsite, and I got my first taste of surfing. I remember it as an amazing week, feeling very adult to be off on holiday all on our own. The boyfriend and I, and the friend that organised the original trip, visited Polzeath for several years in a row after that, for surfing and camping. It got far too busy and expensive though and we reverted to South Wales and other parts of the South West. The town has undergone a flurry of development in the last few years, with plenty of massive glass-fronted houses popping up all over, and cranes indicating more to come.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In the town car park I was surprised to come across Mum, who had decided to see if she could bump in to me (iPhone friend tracker!). We went for lunch in the beachside cafe, then I was reunited with my big backpack for the last section to Padstow, as Mum had had enough of the wet weather so had decided to head home. Of course being such an excellent support team, she had already been to the campsite in Padstow and pitched my tent for me!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It was a bit of a shock to have the big weight back on, so I was glad the last section to the ferry at Rock was easygoing. The views up the Camel Estuary were delightful, with little sailing boats skipping about in the wind, and the weather was finally improving. I remembered the walk to the ferry as we had frequently visited Padstow when holidaying in Polzeath, although I had remembered it as quite a trek; now I was used to big miles it felt like only a tiny hop between the two.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I was rather excited to take the ferry, the first one of many required to complete the coast path. The crossing was very pleasant, and was made more entertaining by the presence of a cat on a lead, everyone acting as if it was the most normal thing in the world. I disembarked in Padstow harbour in the early afternoon, had a little wander round the town, and stocked up on pasties, studiously avoiding the many Rick Stein establishments. The campsite for the night was a little out of town along the camel trail. <a href="https://www.denniscovecampsite.co.uk/">Dennis cove campsite</a> is really excellent, all the amenities including a much needed drying room, and a very lovely receptionist who I chatted to for a good while whilst charging my phone in her office. The weather much improved, I ate my dinner pasty in the evening light.</span></div>
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