6.5 miles walked today
1172.5 miles walked in total (10.563 average)
Today, I've walked out of sequence again. Due to the parlous state of Sam's feet, my general tiredness and the fact that Andy drove down last night and would be walking with us today, we took the soft option that would get us round Land's End.
We started at 9.38 am (according to Andy's watch!) in dry, but very grey and windy conditions. The path has been very up and down and quite rocky until we got nearer to Land's End when the paths became more numerous. Andy likened it to walking along the M6, especially when he spotted diversion signs. (Andy had his new walking trousers on - "solar dry" - he commented that the solar panels in them would give him more energy and he could go further!)
We heard lots of eerie howling noises, but this part of the coast is littered with caves and it was just the wind whistling through. We passed the collapsed cave at Hella Point - our guide book referred to it as a "spectacular hole". Certainly was! We walked on to the Tol-Pedn-Penwith lookout station and the coastguard in the observation tower waved at us as we approached.
The rain came down as we headed down to Mill Bay, Nanjizal, and we hid in a very smelly cave until we'd got our waterproofs on. The scenery, already very dramatic, got more so with the huge waves crashing against the cliffs. As we headed up to the hotel for a drink, Andy challenged me to a race up the hill so we ran as fast as we could. However, halfway up the hill, I stopped and was laughing so much that I fell over!
After our stop, Andy went off to buy a waterproof and ended up with a white plastic cape much to Sam's amusement and mine. We went off to find the sign people and got our photo taken with the post declaring "Cley Windmill - 1,171 miles". (I'd done a quick calculation this morning to be as accurate as possible.) We did make Andy take his poncho off before the official photo though!
Sam and I decided to run to Land's End and, although we had quite a headstart, PonchoMan still managed to overtake us and sprint to the edge - probably because he didn't have a rucksack weighing him down.
From here, it was a quick one mile stretch to Sennen Cove and, as we walked into the village, we met Mum and Dad driving in. So it was off to the Old Success Inn - quite fitting really for the end of a great walking fortnight - for a jar and a pasty before driving back to Sancreed, where Sam and I wandered up to the church for a look around.
A brilliant day - quite trying walking conditions, but fantastic scenery, wonderful company and hugely entertaining.
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