Julia decided that she had done enough walking for this year and caught the bus from Crackington Haven to Boscastle to meet Kevin's family. Kev and I set out at 9.30 in much better weather than we'd had so far on the walk. There was broken cloud and a light wind. Boscastle was 6.5 miles. It rained briefly but we had soon taken our over-trousers and coats off as the going was very steep in places. We went the wrong way once and ended up fighting our way through gorse bushes to get back to the path. The scenery was spectacular and we could see for miles. The yellow gorse and purple-red heather were beautiful. The going was better but there was still a lot of mud in places, there were also a lot more walkers to be seen.
The walk to Boscastle took longer than we expected and we got in at about 1.30, Julia and the gang met us and we had a quick lunch in the National Trust cafe. Kev bought me a Cornish Icecream which I tried to eat as we climbed the steep hill up from the deep harbour. I had to admit defeat and ask him to stop while I finished it off.
I expected an easier walk to Tintagel, across hilltop fields but I had forgotten the steep descent into the narrow bays and gorges, so the 4.5 miles took us until 4.30.
Gasping for a drink, having finished our energy drinks and water earlier, we both downed a long cool drink before walking up the steep hill to the town.
We saw lots of rabbits today and a field full is goats. We also walked fairly close to 2 bulls on the cliff top.
Our hotel room is very small with the smallest shower I have ever seen.
More musings once we get on the bus back to Bristol later.
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