Travel Blogs from Newquay
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.
... Cornish Coast.
It is superb for our family get together.
It was so good that those pesky characters appeared again called N & BE.
More on that later.
Did we mention we are missing our four leggeds so much. Really it is pathetic as we accost so many people with dogs that we fear that we will be locked up soon as those 'looney Aussies'!!!
So since we arrived we have had an Aussie BBQ , and I have been told by Emily that they really needed ...
We start with a taxi ride with our full packs back to Tregony and I am immediately frustrated, struggling with our SatNav. I have taken so much time to plot the route and yet I can't bring it up on the screen now I need it. The frustration is combined with the annoyance of my still itchy bites from the horseflies six days ago, and coping with the still heaviest pack yet of at least 23kgs while being buffeted by the tail end of the fierce ...
... gazing and walking across the Hill Fort, another ancient place through which Hamish Miller has dowsed the Mary current of the ley line. Again we call to mind the evocative words from his book the Sun and the Serpent:
"There can be little doubt that ancient peoples were intuitively aware of special places where the Spirit of the Earth was strong, certain spots where the forces of Nature were concentrated and could affect human ...
... at these special places an almost childlike reverence is necessary. Preconceptions must be held in check and the mind emptied of trivial everyday clutter. Then one enters a different world. Old stones appear as friends, relishing the contact of a willing mind and triggering revealing insights into their past. Protective spirits seem to hover around them as the veils of vanished aeons evaporate and the past merges with the present. There is ...