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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.
... seaweed at each other!
Sean, Oscar and I then decided that we'd love to go for a 4 hour deep sea fishing trip. Great idea.
Well as you will sea , sorry see, we had happy smiley faces. That said, after 45 minutes the amount of burley being thrown (chucked) over the side of the boat was significant.
So we thought we are right to go lots of fish will be jumping on our lines
We were so wrong. Oscar caught 2 Mackerel but stated that he threw up 21 ...
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 ...
... being connected by a bridge. The town is approximately 32 km west of the city of Plymouth and 11 km south of Liskeard. Fortunately we had a couple of hours to spend in this picturesque town. Ross, Brad and Tammy decided to join us for lunch. We walked thru the narrow village streets down to a sea side pub. Stuart spotted a Beer Garden sign in front of a pub. All were very pleased as it was on the roof top over looking the ocean. What a great find! We had ...
... to get it five foot!
There are two courses, the Parkland or the Hillside. As the names suggest, the Parkland is flat and considered to be the easier of the courses. The Hillside (of course this is the one we did) is much harder and based on an incline for most of the holes, which makes it virtually impossible for someone as un-sporty as me to get it into any of the holes within a reasonable amount. Suffice to say, I did not win.