Cornish ChallengeAfter our tough trek yesterday we slept quite soundly, and enjoyed the luxury of our first proper meal in two days as we ate breakfast in the restaurant (slightly perturbed to read on the blackboard that evening meals were served until 9:30pm so we may not have been too late last night after all…)

We decided to treat ourselves to a taxi back onto the South West Coast Path, and we soon walking along the easy cycle path towards Marazion, with clear views to St Michael’s Mount. It was clear and sunny, and stayed like this all day.

This was Helen’s low point; we stopped at the loos near Long Rock and I wondered why she was taking so long but she told me afterwards that she had spend a blissful 5 minutes just pressing her bare feet against the cold floor.

St Michael's Mount

St Michael’s Mount

Marazion is a pretty but busy little place, with surprise views of St Michael’s Mount peeking through alleyways. There are no high cliffs here, and we had a merciful break as the South West Coast Path showed us its gentler side. This was also our shortest day at 16.5 miles so we decided we could afford the time to stop for an ice cream at Perranuthoe Sands.

More ambling brought us to Prussia Cove, site of former smuggling glory but nowadays home to a few cottages and a car park, where we decided on a lunch stop. My feet were throbbing a little by this time and I needed to take off my shoes to rest them. It is amazing how good cold Chinese takeaway tastes after a decent walk and two days of not much food apart from Cornish pasties!

Lunch with a view!

Lunch with a view!

Our next destination was the long golden beach of Praa Sands, where we found it surprisingly difficult to walk over the sand. The cliffs once again made an appearance, and walking became more challenging as we rounded Trewavas Head and threaded our way through old mining chimneys, the long, low headland of The Lizard dominating the sky line. I was left stranded, turtle-like after I leant back whilst crossing a stile and my rucksack lodged itself in a hollow. Helen said my arms and legs were flailing wildly and it took a while before she was able to stop laughing enough to help me!

Praa Sands

Praa Sands

We could hear Porthleven before we saw it, thanks to some kind of rock concert being held there. There was now just a few climbs and a field of cows between us and tea (and we managed to scare the cows off with a combination of threatening gestures with a walking pole- Helen- and primal screams- me).

Looking back towards Lands End

Looking back towards Lands End

We had tea in Porthleven, overlooking the harbour and out towards the sea, before a rather dangerous and risky walk to Helston along the winding and very busy road. Our Bed and Breakfast, Strathallan House, was comfortable and our host tempted us with tales of a Real Ale pub, the Blue Anchor. The intention was there- we showered and put on our evening wear- but ended up in bed falling asleep watching Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze cavorting in Ghost! Oh yes- we sure know how to party!!

Porthleven

Porthleven

 

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