6.5 miles walked today
1185 miles walked in total (10.486 average)
I'm staying in Porthcurno for a couple of nights so, instead of driving to Lamorna, I sussed out the bus times instead. The only bus from Porthcurno today left at 10.20 am and dropped me inland at 10.40am. I had a brisk mile walk to get me to the cove where I could pick up the coast path.
It was pretty much all rock climbing again - which I love.
At Tater-du lighthouse, four of us held a walkers' convention! I walked ahead with one chap, while the other couple lagged behind. My companion lives in Southampton and does a lot of walking in the New Forest with his six year old daughter who can already walk eight miles. She's a joy to walk with apparently, although "she talks too much"!
We had an uphill bit to St Loy which is where I lost my new friend - I'm too slow on the hills! I walked through a wooded area and the path was very muddy and bordered with bluebells, mallow, foxgloves, the ubiquitous gorse, thrift and giant daisies. St Loy itself was fantastic - no beach to speak of - just hundreds upon hundreds of boulders. So I found myself the tallest I could see and sat down for a break in the sun. I think St Loy has now become my favourite beach in the world - I love rock climbing!
There's been no depression today - I spent all my time concentrating on the scenery and none at all on rubbish such as the work situation at the moment. In fact, I regained my sense of humour totally today and caught myself laughing when I tried a tricky two-step over a pile of rocks and fell over. Hope no one was watching!
As I came up over the cliffs and down to Porthguarnon, I heard a cuckoo. We heard our first cuckoo a few weeks ago when we went fishing - we'd been told years ago that you never hear a cuckoo before 25 April. And we never have. Until this year - we heard our first on 24 April, but, as Andy pointed out, it's a Leap Year and our feathered friend had obviously forgotten to adjust his calendar.
Huge rhododendron bushes covered the cliffs as I walked. How did they get there?
I came down into Penberth and sat down for a while and had another suntan lotion application. Man, it's been hot! No sign of all the rain that's been forecast. It was a quick up and over Treen Cliffs to Porthcurno - scene of many delirious summer days spent with Sam many years ago - when we were unburdened by mortgages, responsible jobs and boyfriends! I didn't go out to Logan Rock - I didn't feel the need to - I'd tried to climb up to it once before to rock it and I'd failed dismally then. Instead, I sat on the beach for a couple of hours with my book - by this time the beach was beginning to empty. I don't remember it being this crowded all those years ago? Mind you, Sam and I probably scared them all off back then!
I'm going to call a halt to walking this weekend now - I'm back to walking in sequence again as I've done the missing bit. I'll leave early tomorrow to get a headstart back to Heathrow and hopefully beat all the other bank holiday traffic.
So then, another break until September. I've got to concentrate on the South Downs Way now - in July, four of us are doing the Oxfam/ Gurkha Trailwalker Event - sixty miles in thirty hours. Why?!!
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