Hustyns - A CLC World Resort
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... 2.5 mph, with rests. Occasionally the wind would drive a short sharp squall ashore but in the main we stayed reasonably dry. We came across a restored hut that had been the workplace of poet and playwright, Ronald Duncan. What views to inspire! Eventually the landscape started to flatten out and we could see Bude, our destination, in the distance . We took heart and in the end made pretty good time reaching the pub we are staying in at just after ...
I awake according to my custom before 5am:
Seagulls circling early,
"Come join us".
It's a rest day and we take the time to farewell Ed onto the London train and focus on preparing ourselves for the next stage of this adventure.
... Emily's son was the best friend they had to play with.
We have been advised to try and drop Noddy & Big Ears before we fly to Marrakech as they may be locked up.
So next stop after we leave Cornwall on Saturday , is to Salisbury and then to Gatwick to catch he flight to Marrakech. We will be staying at the Riad that Jan & Peter recommended
So dear friends we look forward to seeing some of you in 3 weeks.
C'mon Aussie , c'mon, la, la ,la la, la ...
... it keeps pulling the bag down. We trudge through deep mud around the flood plain and the muscles in my neck and shoulders are struggling with the pain and a persistent headache arises. It’s clear to me there will be no pleasure in today and I know Debby is struggling as well.
This is just wrong; it’s not how I wanted my last day with Ed to be. I wanted to enjoy it and I am instead cast down in a bleak mood and ...
... with the trillions of microbes that live in every gram of soil and were resting alongside the pores of my skin. Somehow we are being transported to another world, and yet it is still this world, the one I cruise across the surface of, without recognition for most of my life. We eat hardboiled eggs and cold marmite toast with tomatoes bought from a family garden along the way, yet today the food is irrelevant, as I am filled to overflowing by ...