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... walking I'm pretty good at navigating by my map and at the end of the day I took a risk by ignoring the route notes to deviate from the coast and take what appeared on the map to be shortcut to my B&B in Lamorna via a very indistinct track. I reckoned this would save me a least a mile. To access this shortcut I ignored all the very large and prominent "Private, Not A Public Footpath" signs and crept through the large and beautifully ...
... forward to seeing, the apparently cute village of Mousehole, and I'm hoping the tides will be kind to me so I can walk across to St Michael's Mount, and it will be fun to say I've been to Lands End. I was also looking forward to seeing Penzance the final destination of the walk on Friday, but I'm told it has fallen on tough times and is quite run down and unattractive nowadays..
St Ives to Zennor
Huge granite outcrops, rock strewn paths and fantastic coastal rock formations typify this section of the track that leads out of St Ives, supposedly the most challenging of the entire Path.
Remnants of Neolithic settlements in stone circles, standing stone structures and communal burial mounds.
Stunning bays and coves, where we sat watching large Grey Seals bobbing in the waves and ...
... checked me out and put my mind at rest. He reckons it's no more than dehydration! And he's probably right; because it's been so cold I haven't been watching my fluid intake as carefully as I normally would. It just demonstrates what a softy I am compared to Cate. And it reminds me of how tolerant, brave and determined she was to lead a normal life despite the many discomforts and inconveniences caused by her illness. I loved her for it and she made me so ...
6 June 2015
Just a short six mile hike today from Hayle to the very
popular tourist destination of St Ives.
As I walked I couldn’t help remembering a riddle in one of the Arthur Mee’s Children’s encyclopaedias that I must have read as an eight or nine year old.
“As I was going to St Ives, I met a man with seven wives, each wife had seven cats, and each cat had seven ...