The Driftwood Spars B & B
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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 ...
... the road to Ruan. Don't worry it was the road to Ruan Lanihorne! We had another lovely experience while stopping on a green verge at the entrance to a tiny hamlet, we spread out our simple feast, considering ourselves fortunate to have found this quiet lonely spot. However we slowly became aware that the twitterings, scratching and rumblings from the hedgerow that we had company at our meal table. As I stretched out my bare legs I realised I ...
... challenging when we reached the end of the field and found the stile we were expecting to use to exit our precarious situation, was not there. We had clearly strayed into the wrong field and had to turn on our heel and begin to walk the gauntlet of these looming, huge attentive animals. One in particular who seemed determined to stamp his authority on us and was very hard to hold off. After fifty metres we found retreat the better ...