20180620 Portloe – Mevagissey

Date: 20180620

Time: 9:25 – 17:15

Distance: 22.5 km

Stay: Honeycombe House, Mevagissey

Walk

It looks gray today. It has rained, but it is dry when I leave after breakfast. At breakfast I had a chat with two friends (Nick and David) that I passed yesterday. They are starting earlier and I expect that I will pass them again later on.
That is indeed what happens. After about an hour I see them again.

It is foggy today. I could already see the clouds on the hills yesterday.

At one point I arrive in Portholland. That is so big that they have a west and east Portholland (but not really). There is also a kind of cafe, but that is still closed. No problem, it is still too early for coffee. I only have been on the path for about an hour.

So on it goes and after half an hour I arrive at Porthluney Cove. Here is also a beach café and now it’s time for coffee. It is not really hot. Outside the cafe I see someone’s backpack and a …. didgeridoo. Sure enough, Jonnie Seaside is also in the café for coffee.
After Jonnie has taught the young ladies who are working at the café the necessary life lessons, he comes to sit with me. We are chatting for a long time about what we do and my coffee break is a longer break. That is not bad at all, I have enough time today.

Today I have a very relaxed route. Little real differences in height and many wide paths or meadows. The highest point for today is Dodman Point. When I arrive there it is still foggy. Behind me the mist is clearing, in front of me it remains foggy.
I have to be extra careful today. Because everything is wet, it is also very slippery locally…

I see a lot of pheasants today. I’ve seen them more often in recent days, mostly males, but also females today. Strange birds these pheasants, they prefer to walk rather than fly. They are probably afraid that if they fly up, someone shoots them out of the sky.

When I arrive in Gorran Haven it is time for coffee at the Mermaid Café. When I sit outside to drink my coffee, it starts to drizzle.
So on it goes. A little later I meet Jonnie again. He took a number of short cuts and overtook me in Gorran Haven.

After another small piece of Coast Path I get back into the built-up area, first in Portmellon Cove and then in Mevagissey. I am once again too early at the B & B. This one is on the hill and the village (with the pubs) is down at the seaside. So down for a pint and then later up again for the shower.
Before I go back to the B & B, I meet Jonnie again in Mevagissey.

Later, in the B & B, Nick and David appear to be staying again in the same B & B as I am.

Weather

Cloudy, very cloudy, very low clouds even, also called mist. Later in the day a little bit drizzle rain. A fresh wind from the sea.

Lyric of the day

Since Dodman Point has remained foggy all day, today Misty Mountain Hop by Led Zeppelin:

Walkin’ in the park just the other day, Baby,
What do you, what do you think I saw?
Crowds of people sittin’ on the grass with flowers in their hair said,
“Hey, Boy, do you wanna score?”
And you know how it is;
I really don’t know what time it was, woh, oh,
So I asked them if I could stay awhile.

I didn’t notice but it had got very dark and I was really,
Really out of my mind.
Just then a policeman stepped up to me and asked us said,
“Please, hey, would we care to all get in line,
Get in line.”
Well you know, They asked us to stay for tea and have some fun,
Oh, oh, he said that his friends would all drop by, ooh.

Why don’t you take a good look at yourself and describe what you see,
And Baby, Baby, Baby, do you like it?
There you sit, sitting spare like a book on a shelf rustin’
Ah, not trying to fight it.
You really don’t care if they’re coming, oh, oh,
I know that it’s all a state of mind, ooh.

If you go down in the streets today, Baby, you better,
You better open your eyes.
Folk down there really don’t care, really don’t care, don’t care, really don’t
Which, which way the pressure lies,
So I’ve decided what I’m gonna do now.
So I’m packing my bags for the Misty Mountains
Where the spirits go now,
Over the hills where the spirits fly, ooh.
I really don’t know.

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20180619 Falmouth – Portloe

Date: 20180619

Time: 9:20 – 16:50

Distance: 28.5 km ( + 6.1 km ferry)

Stay: Carradale, Portloe

Walk

I start today with a walk around Pendennis and then through the center of Falmouth to the Prince of Wales Pier. That is still 4.5 kilometers before I am at the ferry.
At the Spar I replenish my water supply and then I am just in time for the 10:15 ferry.

The first ferry goes from Falmouth to St Mawes. There I have to wait 20 minutes (coffee!) And then I continue with a smaller ferry (not much more than a motor boat) to Place Creek.

After all this boating, I can finally continue with the Coast Path. Today it is easy to do, well walkable paths and not too much vegetation on the path. The Cost Path goes a lot through meadows today and there is always enough space.

After a while I meet Jonnie Seaside. I have met him on the Coast Path before, he has a didgeridoo with him. We chat a bit and he plays for me and explains what circular breading is, inhaling through the nose and, at the same time, exhaling through the mouth. You have to be able to do that to play continuously.

During the last few kilometers, it is a little harder with a few steep slopes around Nare Head, but nothing that really bothers me.

On some days you can already see the final destination from afar, sometimes even days before. Today is not such a day. Only if I have to walk less than half a kilometer, I can see Portloe. Another small stretch and then a pint at The Lugger (because the Ship Inn is closed).

Weather

Cloudy, dry and a pleasant temperature.

Lyric of the day

Two ferries today, that’s why today’s lyrics are written by Brian Ferry for his band Roxy Music, here is Virginia Plain:

Make me a deal and make it straight
All signed and sealed, I’ll take it
To Robert E. Lee I’ll show it
I hope and pray he don’t blow it ’cause
We’ve been around a long time just try try try tryin’ to
Make the big time…
Take me on a roller coaster
Take me for an airplane ride
Take me for a six days wonder but don’t you
Don’t you throw my pride aside besides
What’s real and make believe
Baby Jane’s in Acapulco We are flyin’ down to Rio
Throw me a line I’m sinking fast
Clutching at straws can’t make it
Havana sound we’re trying hard edge the hipster jiving
Last picture shows down the drive-in
You’re so sheer you’re so chic
Teenage rebel of the week
Flavours of the mountain steamline
Midnight blue casino floors
Dance the cha-cha through till sunrise
Open up exclusive doors oh wow!
Just like flamingos look the same
So me and you, just we two got to search for something new
Far beyond the pale horizon
Some place near the desert strand
Where my Studebaker takes me
That’s where I’ll make my stand but wait
Can’t you see that Holzer mane’
What’s her name Virginia Plain

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20180618 Falmouth (rest day)

Date: 20180618

Stay: Lerryn Hotel, Falmouth

Activities

And again a rest day. This time I do not have to do the laundry myself, they have a laundry service at the hotel 🙂

After breakfast I walk into the village. I’ve already seen a few things here yesterday. I do not know what I’m going to do yet. First I go to the Prince of Wales Pier to find out how it is with the ferry that I have to take almost immediately tomorrow morning.
At the pier also a boat leaves for Helford River for a 2 hour ‘cruise’. I think it’s too early for that, maybe I’ll go in the afternoon.

I wander further through the village and especially along the quays to watch boats. There are also some really big boats… I also go inside some galleries to look at the art. Occasionally they have some nice stuff there. But usually far too expensive for the unknown names (at least for me) that are linked to it.
Around half past two I walk back to the pier to go with the ‘cruise’ of two o’clock. Unfortunately, peanut butter (I love this translation, of Google, I leave you guessing what it means), this has been cancelled. Well, then I have to go to the pub at Beerwolf Books, a combination of a bookstore and a pub. Here they have all sorts of beer on tap that I have not had yet. That will be an afternoon of reading and tasting.

And that’s how it happened…

Weather

Cloudy with occasionally a little drizzle of rain.

Lyric of the day

A day of rest feels like a Sunday to me and since I’ve been lazy today, reading a little bit and having a beer, the choice today is Lazy Sunday by the Small Faces:

Wouldn’t it be nice, to get on with me neighbours
But they make it very clear, they’ve got no room for ravers
They stop me from groovin’, they bang on me wall
They’re doing me crust in, it’s no good at all, ah!

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away

‘Ere we all are, sitting in a rainbow
Gor blimey hello Mrs Jones, how’s your Bert’s lumbago? (mustn’t grumble)
I’ll sing you a song with no words and no tune
To sing in your khazi while you suss out the moon, oh yeah!

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away

Roo dee doo dee doo, roo dee doo dee die day
Roo dee doo dee dum, roo dee doo dee doo dee

There’s no one to hear me, there’s nothing to say
And no one can stop me, from feeling this way, yeah

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift away

Lazy Sunday afternoon
I’ve got no mind to worry
Close my eyes and drift a-
Close my mind and drift away
Close my eyes and drift away

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20180617 Mawnan Smith – Falmouth

Date: 20180617

Time: 9:30 – 15:45

Distance: 18.5 km

Stay: Lerryn Hotel, Falmouth

Walk

It rains, a drizzle, when I leave today. As a precaution, I put on my raincoat because they predicted more rain.
All in all I have a great walk today, despite the weather. It is mainly a relaxed stretch to Falmouth.

I walk through some meadows and I wonder why the cows always have to shit exactly on the ‘path’. You always see a kind of path running through a meadow. If you look at the number of cow pies over the entire meadow and you compare this with the number on the path, then I think that there are more cow pies on the path than is statistically justified.
Perhaps a subject that someone can study…

Then I see the plant with the large leaves again. This time there are more of them, but the leaves are not that big, but it is the same plant (I think). I still do not know what it is…

At Maenporth beach I am almost halfway and I take a break. A cup of coffee under the roof of the beach cafe. It is not cold, just wet. When I take off my coat, I wonder which side is wetter, the outside or the inside.
After a little chat with a few locals (a couple of elderly ladies with their dogs), it goes on again. What I don’t like is that I notice that I have wet feet. My shoes and the bottom of my pants are soaking wet, not so much from the rain, but from the low vegetation that is very wet. The water comes through my socks in my shoes.

And then suddenly I am in Falmouth. In fact, I am (almost) at my hotel. Walked less than 12 kilometers and finished? That is of course not possible. I am too early at my hotel, it is only 12:30. I’ll check, but I can not go to my room until 14:00. My luggage is also not there yet. So into the village, to get some extra mileage and go to a pub to celebrate Father’s Day! I do that in The Grapes, here they have a number of beers I have not had yet.

Then I walk through Falmouth for a bit, some site seeing because it is still early and to increase the number of kilometers today.

When I arrive at the hotel to check in, a package is waiting for me with the message ‘happy fathers day’. When in my room it appears to be a gift from the kids and Ada, a heavy engraved key ring with on one side “SWCP 16 mei – 16 juli 2018” and on the other side “Down by the seaside”. I am very happy that they have thought of me!

Weather

When I left this morning, it was raining. A drizzle that lasted the whole walk and occasionally turned into real drops. There was also a strong breeze that made it feel cold, despite the fact that the temperature was actually quite ok.

Lyric of the day

Well, I actually wanted to choose something from Saxon today because I started at Saxon Cove this morning. But that was before I received my Father’s Day gift from Ada and the kids. Given that gift today it is obviously Down By The Seaside by Led Zeppelin:

Down by the seaside. See the boats go sailin’
Can the people hear, What the little fish are sayin’

Oh, oh, the people turned away. Oh, the people turned away

Down in the city streets, see all the folk go racin’, racin’
No time left, to pass the time of day

The people turned away. The people turned away
So far away, so far away

See how they run, see how they run, see how they run, see how they run.

Do you still do the twist
Do you find you remember things that well
I wanna tell you… Some go twistin’ every day
though sometimes it’s awful hard to tell

Out in the country, hear the people singin’
Singin’ ’bout their progress, knowin’ where they’re goin’

Oh, oh, oh, oh, the people turned away
Yes, the people turned away

Sing loud for the sunshine, pray hard for the rain
And show your love for Lady Nature. And she will come back again
The people turned away
The people turned away

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20180616 Coverack – Mawnan Smith

Date: 20180616

Time: 9:25 – 17:25

Distance: 29.9 km

Stay: Gold Martin B&B, Mawnan Smith

Walk

Today it starts rather flat. I go first to Lowland Point and as the name suggests it is not really high here. Then the route would actually go through a mining area. However, this doesn’t happen because of a collapsed cliff with accompanying diversion. And what a diversion, it immediately goes up steeply and for quite some time. It was long ago that I had to climb like that (that was more during the first walks of the Coast Path). Then the diversion goes through the inland and it is not that bad.
After a while I am doubting which way to go, but a look at my Garmin shows that I am already on the route again.

A few more kilometers and I’m at the Half Way Marker. That means I done half of my walking adventure. That calls for a celebration!
Unfortunately, this becomes a bit of an anti-climax. In Porthallow I quickly find the Half Way Marker. And there is a pub just along the beach where the Half Way Marker is located. But then, horror, the pub is closed (at 11:30) and it takes more than half an hour before it opens. Porthallow is not so inviting to hang around here for more than half an hour. It is  quite a dead village and the view is not so spectacular (I am probably spoiled by now).
So, after having taken a picture of the Half Way Marker, it goes on. I will celebrate this milestone later and the pub gets my nomination of the worst pub in all of England!

After having followed some low cliffs, I have to cross Gillan Creek. There seems to be a ferry and at low tide it is also possible to cross via stepping stones or even wade through the remaining water. That would shorten my route today with a few kilometers. Of course I am going for the other option, walking around it.
The route around Gillan Creek is a nice and varied route. However, the first piece is a bit of a search. It goes right through the fields, but the route that my Garmin indicates I can not follow because the fields have been planted. Eventually I find my way and I reach the other side.

Now it goes towards Helford via an uneven forest path along the river. Here I have to cross the Helford River. Walking around it is not really an option (too long), so the ferry it will be. I actually planned to drink a pint on the other side. However, that will be slightly earlier. The ferry will only start again at 16:00 (because of too little water) and I am there around 14:30. That means waiting, but that is no problem. There is a pub close by, The Shipwrights Arms, and it is open. Time to celebrate that I’ve been halfway…

After a Guinness and a Proper Job it is 16:00 and I walk to the ferry again. I’m the first one there that wants to cross and I open the sign (a yellow round board) to indicate that I want to go to the other side. After a while the ferry arrives. The ferry is nothing more than a motorboat with a maximum capacity of 12 people. There are no more life jackets on board and the skipper is expendable …

On the Helford Passage side I continue with the Coast Path. Actually, I am ready for today, but to get to Mawnan Smith, I better walk a bit further and then go to the village. So I do that, that makes the route of tomorrow a lot easier.
When I arrive at Saxon Cove, I go inland, to Mawnan Smith, looking for a shower.

Weather

It was a bit of a gray day today. This morning, before I left, it was raining. It looked gray all day, but in the end it was dry all day. However, I have heard from other walkers (walking the same part of the Coast Path) that they have had rain.

Lyric of the day

Well, Gillan Creek and Saxon Cove, enough choice today. I stick with Gillan today (I’ll be back in Saxon Cove tomorrow). Today I go for the brilliant No Laughing in Heaven:

I used to be a sinner, used to have my cake and eat it
They warned me of my fate, but I was quite prepared to meet it
You’ll go to Hell they smiled at me
And told me of the roaring fires
But I was happy living wild
And fueling my own desires
I was a wild man
Drinking, smoking and messing around with women
Lots of women
No, not swimming, women

I wanna go to Heaven
The place to be is right up there
I wanna go to Heaven
It’s gonna be good so I won’t despair

I decided to reform and pray
Beg mercy for my soul
I prayed in church
Threw away my bad habits
Prayed out of church
Adopted an entirely different role
I gave my money to the poor until I was poor
But at least I ensured that I would go up there
Instead of down below to the Inferno
Where the evil flames of desire
Burned higher and higher and higher

I’m gonna go to Heaven
Paid my dues so I’m getting in
I’m gonna go to Heaven
It’s looking good if I abstain from sin

I knocked on the pearly gates
Neatly side-stepping the long queue
Waved hi to St. Peter
Who checked my card and let me through
I smiled, threw my hands in the air
Laughed and got arrested
They said hey man, you’re in the wrong place
Your behaviour is a disgrace
Here we pray every hour, on the hour
Read extracts from the Bible and look solemn’
What, says I, no party?
No party?
Let me out

Let me out of Heaven
I got it wrong, no I can’t stay here
No laughing in Heaven
Let me out, I just can’t stay here

Well I ran around in the state of shock and panic
This wan’t what I expected
Here was what looked like a bunch of manic depressives
Can I get a transfer, I screamed
But no, once you’re in Heaven, you’re here for good
The good of your soul, but that’s no good for me
If you want to go to Hell you’ve really got to be bad
Okay, okay, I’ll be bad
Too late
What do you mean too late
Too late
No
In the meantime

Let me out of Heaven
I’ve got it wrong, no I can’t stay here
No laughing in Heaven
Oh God, it’s awful here
Going crazy in Heaven
Take me out and let me go to hell
No laughing in Heaven
Don’t laugh, this place is Hell

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20180615 The Lizard – Coverack

Date: 20180615

Time: 9:30 – 15:30

Distance: 20,0 km

Stay: Fernleigh B&B, Coverack

Walk

The landlady is afraid that I will get hungry and has prepared a packed lunch (a snack) for me. The 3 Swedish ladies who are also having breakfast and today also walk to Coverack, do not get that…

First it goes back to the Coast Path, via The Lizard lighthouse. There are many Serpentine rocks (Serpentinite) around The Lizard. I don’t see much of it, however. Probably too overgrown or I do not know what to look at, that is also possible 🙂 I do see this type of rock on the path. There are green and white ‘strings’ in the stone. That does look special. Perhaps this is only visible when the stones are polished, for example by hundreds of walking shoes …

After a while following the Coast Path, I arrive at The Devils Frying Pan. This is a natural arch through which the water can pass to get into a kind of natural bowl. I can imagine that that gives spectacular effects when the sea is very rough. That is obviously not the case today (and maybe just as well).

In Kennack Sands I take a break at The Beach Hut, time for coffee. From here there is nothing until Coverack. That is why my landlady thought I should have something with me, hence the packed lunch.
When I’m at Black Head, it’s time for a break and for my packed lunch. A sandwich with cheese and marmalade (homemade bread), a scone with marmalade, a mandarin and a fruit bar. Everything neatly packed and with a napkin. A very tasty snack!

I am almost in Coverack, only a few kilometers. On the last part there is another diversion. That is not so bad, this one passes The Terence Coventry Sculpture Park. Here I look at some of the sculptures that are on display here. I have to miss Baarlo Steengoed, but here I have at least some sculptures.

If I follow the detour further, I get a bit of a shock when I go around a corner. There is a plant with huge leaves. It is only one plant and there are only a few leaves, but they are worth it. Anyone any idea what kind of plant that is?

After walking a bit over narrow forest paths, I arrive in Coverack. Here I am immediately invited to an event that will take place soon. I get a flyer. If I look at this later, it turns out to be Jehovah’s Witnesses.
Now it is really time for a pint at the Paris hotel.

Weather

Mostly sunny and occasionally a bit cloudy. Not too hot. In the beginning hardly wind, but later the wind came back up again. Not as bad as yesterday, but there was a strong breeze at Black Head.

Lyric of the day

Today I looked a lot at stones (on the path, as well as in the rocks, and at the sculptures in The Terence Coventry Sculpture Park). That is why I chose The Sabbath Stones by Black Sabbath as the lyrics of the day. This also fits more or less with the encounter with the Jehovah’s Witnesses…

Fire and water, wind and rain
Wings that carry hell in every vein
World possessions, endless tears
Truth and knowledge stolen all their years

World turns slowly, sun don’t shine
Silence still the air and kills the chime
Words are poison, passion bleeds
2000 years on earth has sown the seeds

The time of dreams has turned
The night is gone and light shines on
Where darkness once would hide
With spirits high, our fears were born

[CHORUS]
Receiver of light, the kingdom of God will guide you
Keep you from a restless heart
Deceiver of night the stranger that laughs
Within you, the reason for your restless heart
Is the keeper of the Sabbath Stones

Fire and water, wind and rain
Wings that carry hell in every vein
World turns slowly, sun don’t shine
Silence still the air and kills the chime

Can faith destroy desire? Each breath a prayer
Each step brings fear
The eyes of they that see have evil stare
Watch over me

[CHORUS]

And He’s the keeper of the Sabbath Stones

What God is this that stands to hear his people cry?
What hand would strike and watch his people die?
What life that takes, what future did we earn?
It’s our mistakes, take need the Sabbath Stones
What life that takes, what future did we earn?
It’s our mistakes

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20180614 Porthleven – The Lizard

Date: 20180614

Time: 9:15 – 17:00

Distance: 30.5 km

Stay: Hellarcher Farm, The Lizard

Walk

I am off to good start today, even before I am at Loe Bar, I have a detour. A piece of the cliff edge has collapsed and therefore I can not get through. There is no fixed new route yet, but a temporary one. A diversion of more than 4 kilometers for a stretch of about 100 meters.
In the distance I see that several people just go through and walk a bit higher between the bushes. A sort of alternative path already seems to be taking shape. For a moment I doubt, but then I decide to just follow the diversion. I am here to walk and 4 kilometers extra is nothing.

I do not regret it afterwards. The diversion goes inland and is a nice alternate route between meadows, with a piece of forest and the last part goes along Loe Pool. Nothing wrong with that.

Loe Pool is the largest fresh water lake in Cornwall. It used to be a river mouth (from the Cober), but in the 13th century the sandbank that is now called Loe Bar was formed and thus the river was closed off from the sea. Fresh and salt water separated by a little sand…

There is a lot of wind today, that is difficult with the hat. I need it, otherwise my hair blows in my eyes. Well, there is always something.

After the diversion it continues on the regular route. Mainly over the cliffs and with a regular descent and adjecent climb.

In Dollar Cove there is a small cafe, no more than a counter in the wall with a few chairs in front of it. But in the shade, so I take a break for a cup of coffee.
Dollar Cove is so called because in the middle of the 18th century a Spanish treasure ship was shipwrecked here. Since then, everyone still hopes to find silver coins, but no one has ever found anything.

After Dollar Cove, Gunwalloe Church Cove follows. It is called that because they have built a church here, the church of the storms, with the associated cemetery. Not the most obvious place. They found out for themselves because a lot of maintenance is needed. The church suffers a lot from the sea (and the storms).

The rest of the route also goes over the cliffs and regularly up and down. I pass a monument to Marconi (the one of the radio waves). From here, he has sent the first wireless message into the world and received it in North America.

To give an impression, here is a list of names that I came across / passed through today:

  • Porthleven
  • Loe Bar
  • Gunwalloe Fishing Cove
  • Baulk Head
  • Halzephron Cove / Cliff
  • Pedngwinian
  • Dollar Cove
  • Castle Mound
  • Gunwalloe Church Cove
  • Poldhu Cove / Point
  • Angrouse Cliff
  • Polurrian Cove
  • Mullion Cove / Cliffs
  • Men-te-heul
  • Higher Predannack Cliffs
  • Predannack Head
  • Ogo-dour Cove
  • Vellan Head
  • Soapy Cove
  • The Horse
  • Rill Point
  • Kynance Cliff / Cove
  • Pentreath Beach
  • Caerthillian Cove
  • Old Lizard Head
  • Pistil Maedow
  • Lizard Point

Lizard Point is the southernmost tip of England. Another milestone. I celebrate it with a pint of Fire Raven from the Cornish Chough Brewery in the southernmost cafe in England.

Around Lizard Point I also see a lot of Hottentot figs, both purple and yellow this time. some rocks are completely overgrown with the stuff. I begin to see what the problem is.

Although I have now reached two milestones (Land’s End, the most westerly point and Lizard Point, the most southerly point), I am still far from there. I’m not halfway (that will be in a few days). I still have a long way to go …

Then it goes to the B & B of today, in The Lizard (the village). That’s another 2 kilometers.
With this, the total of today exceeds 30 kilometers. Quite a tough day with all the descents and rises. But I managed and tomorrow it will be a lot easier.

Weather

It rained last night. No problem, it has to rain once in a while and that can be better at night. It looks a bit gloomy in the morning, but it soon gets better. The rest of the day it is alternately sunny and cloudy. However, there is a strong wind. Especially on top of the cliffs, the cord on my hat is not enough to keep it on my head. If I don’t hold it, it is blown away!

Lyric of the day

Because I still have a long way to go, today It’s A Long Way There from the Little River Band:

Hey, everybody, yeah, don’t you feel that there’s something

People on their own are getting nowhere
I’m on the road to see
If anything is anywhere or waiting, just for me

Everynight I walk around the city
Seems like I’ll never know
That feeling of being together when I go

And it’s a long way there
It’s a long way to where I’m going
And it’s a long way there
It’s a long way to where I’m going

Hey, everybody, don’t you feel that there’s something
But you know in a moment it is gone
I live for the day when I can hear people saying
That they know and they care for everyone

But I feel like I’ve been here for the whole of my life
Never knowing home

It’s a long way, it’s a long, long, long way there
I’m gonna keep on tryin’, I’m gonna keep on tryin’, yeah
I’m gonna keep on tryin’, keep on tryin’

Been away from home for such a long time
And got to know this town
But I don’t seem to matter much to anyone who’s around
Is there anybody around

Everynight I walk around the city
Seems like I’ll never know
The feeling of being together when I go

And it’s a long way there
It’s a long way to where I’m going
And it’s a long way there
It’s a long way to where I’m going

Everybody knows it’s a long way there
Oh, everybody knows it’s a long way there
Mmm, it’s a long way

Driving around’s kind of getting me down and I know, and I know
It’s a long long way there
It’s such a long long way, long way

Hey, everybody, yeah, don’t you feel that there’s something
Feel it, feel it
Hey, everybody, yeah, don’t you feel that there’s something

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20180613 Penzance – Porthleven

Date: 20180613

Time: 9:30 – 16:30

Distance: 26.6 km

Stay: Wellmore End Cottage B&B, Porthleven

Walk

The first part of today goes via a bike / walking path to Marazion. Here is St Michaels Mount, a tidal island with a castle on it. A tidal island is only island when the tide is high, at low tide you can just walk to it. And that’s exactly what I do. I can almost walk into the harbor, from the sea side that is. But unfortunately, there is just a trench of water too much. So via the regular route, a road of boulders.
The island with castle was visible from afar (during my last walk the day before yesterday).

After Marazion follows a more regular part of the Coast Path, over narrow paths that are partly overgrown. Today, the vegetation is not too bad. However, the vegetation today is more hostile, nettles as high as I am and stitching stuff that can be felt through my jeans. I seriously wonder how those hikers do it that walk with bare arms and legs when walking these kind of paths. That has to be a painful affair. There were parts today where you can not escape the nettles below the waist…

At Cudden Point I say goodbye to the Queen who until then still dominated the landscape behind me, along with St Michaels Mount.

At Perranuthnoe it is time for a break at the Cabin. A good cup of coffee is welcome, outside on the terrace overlooking the beach and the sea.

After the break it goes on to Praa Sands. Here I walk a stretch over the beach. As I approach the end of the beach, I wonder if I can go up somewhere. The cliffs rise from the beach and I do not see an access anywhere. I do see a limited number of people on the beach at the back, which gives hope. And indeed, hidden behind a rock, I find a narrow stone staircase leading to a small bridge where I get back to the Coast Path.

Until now it was not all that exciting. After Praa Sands that changes somewhat, it goes up and down more and the path is sometimes very uneven. There follows a large part that goes over the cliffs. Those cliffs are not very high here.

There are Hottentot figs (Carpobrotus edulis) here, a kind of flower that originally comes from South Africa. I have taken pictures of it before. Today I have seen them less and now I know why. The plant, introduced here more than 100 years ago, is so successful that the existing original vegetation no longer gets a chance. For that reason they have started to remove the Hottentot fig on parts of the coast.
I have only seen the purple version so far. There also seems to be a yellow one.

Weather

The weather was good, dry and mostly cloudy. Occasionally the sun came through, but it was not too hot.

Lyric of the day

Today the castle on St Michaels Mount dominated the scenery for a large part. That made me think of a line from Led Zeppelin‘s lyrics, “It’s to a castle I will take you”. So today What Is And What Should Never Be:

And if I say to you tomorrow,
“Take my hand, child, come with me.
It’s to a castle I will take you,
Where what’s to be, they say will be.”

Catch the wind,
See us spin,
Sail away,
Leave today,
Way up high in the sky.

But the wind won’t blow,
You really shouldn’t go,
It only goes to show
That you will be mine
By takin’ our time.

And if you say to me tomorrow,
Oh what fun it all would be.
Then what’s to stop us, pretty baby,
But what is and what should never be.

Catch the wind,
See us spin,
Sail away,
Leave today,
Way up high
In the sky.

But the wind won’t blow,
You really shouldn’t go,
It only goes to show
That you will be mine
By takin’ our time.

So if you wake up with the sunrise,
And all your dreams are still as new,
And happiness is what you need so bad,
Girl, the answer lies with you.

Catch the wind,
See us spin,
Sail away,
Leave today,
Way up high
In the sky.

But the wind won’t blow,
You really shouldn’t go,
It only goes to show
That you will be mine,
By takin’ our time.

Oh the wind won’t blow
And we really shouldn’t go
And it only goes to show.

Catch the wind,
We’re gonna see it spin,
We’re gonna sail,
Leave today

Everybody I know seems to know me well
But they’re never gonna know that I’m gonna move like hell.

Ah, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby.
Oh, I love ya!
Baby, baby, babe!
Oh, I love ya.

You know, know, know, know, know, know, come on now.

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20180612 Penzance (rest day)

Date: 20180612

Stay: Treventon Guest House, Penzance

Activities

Well, rest day. What again? Yes, the rest days are not divided evenly, depending on where it is worth to stay. This was the shortest walking cycle, 4 walking days and rest again.

It starts to become the standard format of a rest day, doing the laundry in the morning (nearest laundrette), exploring the village a bit (or hanging out the tourist, hmm nice translation, I’ll keep it) and then visiting a brewery.

Today it looks the same again, after the launderette has done its work, I search for the center of Penzance and browse through various galleries with art and some shops with ‘antiquities’ (ranging from real antiques to ordinary rubbish). In one of the shops with old stuff they have very good synthesizer music. Sounds like the old Tangerine Dream, but turns out to be Carbon Based Lifeforms, a Swedish ambient group. Unfortunately not something for the lyrics of the day…

Before lunch I visit the Admiral Benbow, one of the oldest pubs here. The Guinness tastes great. For lunch, there is the standard Cornish Pasty.

Then I go to the tasting room of the Cornish Crown brewery. Here they have enough different types of beer on tap. So I proceed with caution and take half a pint of everything. Nice sitting outside on the terrace, with a good (e-)book. What else does a resting walker want?
I started again with the Discworld series by Terry Pratchett. That man had a great sens of humor. It is also nice to see how other guests on the terrace react when you burst out laughing while you are alone…
Halfway through the afternoon they come to bring new beer. That’s good, so I’m not going to suffer from thirst here.

The Queen was still there this morning.

Weather

Nice tourist weather, sunny and dry.

Lyric of the day

A rest day reminds me of a line from the lyrics of a song from The Doors, “Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer”, today Roadhouse Blues:

Yeah

Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hand upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we’re goin’ to the Roadhouse
We’re gonna have a real
Good time

Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows
And that’s for the people
Who like to go down slow

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

Do it, Robby, do it

You gotta roll, roll, roll
You gotta thrill my soul, all right
Roll, roll, roll, roll
Thrill my soul
You gotta beep a gunk a chucha
Honk konk konk
You gotta each you puna
Each ya bop a luba
Each yall bump a kechonk
Ease sum konk
Ya, ride

Ashen lady, Ashen lady
Give up your vows, give up your vows
Save our city, save our city
Right now

Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer
Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer
The future’s uncertain, and the end is always near

Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, baby, roll
Let it roll, all night long

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20180611 Porthcurno – Penzance

Date: 20180611

Time: 9:05 – 15:50

Distance: 21.2 km

Stay: Treventon Guest House, Penzance

Walk

I am starting on time today. Unfortunately, that also means that everything is still closed. So I have to do with the water that I still have. That should, however, be sufficient until Lamorna, where there is a café.

During the first part, it immediately goes over narrow paths that are completely overgrown. Not to knee height or so, no to above my head. On some parts it is so overgrown that the path is no longer visible, only a vague impression in the vegetation. If my predecessor had walked off the cliff, I would have followed…
The other disadvantage is that everything is still wet from the dew (that’s what you get when you leave so early). So I am, in no time, soaking wet, from head to toe. Fortunately, that also dries quickly later in the sun and with the sea breeze.

After the overgrown part I come across ponies again. They are once again in the middle of the path. But when I ask nicely, they go aside. Who said life is not a pony camp?

After St Loy’s Cove, the paths are still narrow, but they have been mowed. Just before Carn Barges I come across the mowers. I thank them for the good work they do and they like that.

Around Lamorna the Coast Path is hard work, a very uneven path, climbing and occasionally dangerously close to the edge.
In Lamorna I find the cafe (which is not that difficult, it is on the Coast Path and Lamorna is not that big). Time for a break with a very tasty (and delicious cold) soda from Franklin & Sons Ltd and supplementing the water supply.

From Lamorna to Penzer Point it is still working hard and then a nice relaxed part of Coast Path follows. In Mousehole I take a short break with a can of juice on a bench along the harbor.
After that, everything goes on or along roads and mainly through the buildings, until Penzance. Here I walk all the way to the harbor and there I enjoy a Guinness at the Dolphin Tavern.

Then I look for my Guesthouse, time for a shower …

In Penzance there is an aircraft carrier off the coast. I could already see that from afar. Some research has shown that it is the HMS Queen Elizabeth, one of the new showpieces of the British Navy (there are two of them, the other is called HMS Prince of Wales). The vessel was made ready for shipping in 2017 and must be fully operational by 2020. When the time comes, it offers room for about 1600 people (crew and troops) and there is room for 40 (maximum 50) aircrafts. Cost about 4 billion.
I can appreciate that they have sent the HMS Queen Elizabeth to welcome me in Penzance. But that really wasn’t necessary…

Weather

Beautiful weather again today, sunny and dry. Warm, but not too hot.

Lyric of the day

Let’s hope that the deployment of the HMS Queen Elizabeth (and her brother) is limited to peace missions and the prevention of war instead of war. That’s why today I chose one of the most popular protest songs ever, War by Edwin Star (the younger people among us might better know the performances of Frankie Goes to Hollywood or Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band):

War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Uh-huh
War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again, y’all

War, huh, good God
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

Ohhh, war, I despise
Because it means destruction
Of innocent lives

War means tears
To thousands of mothers eyes
When their sons go to fight
And lose their lives

I said, war, huh
Good God, y’all
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War, whoa, Lord
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, it ain’t nothing
But a heartbreaker
War, friend only to the undertaker
Ooooh, war
It’s an enemy to all mankind
The point of war blows my mind
War has caused unrest
Within the younger generation
Induction then destruction
Who wants to die
Aaaaah, war-huh
Good God y’all
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it, say it, say it
War, huh
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Uh-huh
War, huh, yeah
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again y’all
War, huh, good God
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, it ain’t nothing but a heartbreaker
War, it’s got one friend
That’s the undertaker
Ooooh, war, has shattered
Many a young mans dreams
Made him disabled, bitter and mean
Life is much to short and precious
To spend fighting wars these days
War can’t give life
It can only take it away

Ooooh, war, huh
Good God y’all
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again

War, whoa, Lord
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Listen to me

War, it ain’t nothing but a heartbreaker
War, friend only to the undertaker
Peace, love and understanding
Tell me, is there no place for them today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord knows there’s got to be a better way

Ooooooh, war, huh
Good God y’all
What is it good for
You tell me
Say it, say it, say it, say it

War, huh
Good God y’all
What is it good for
Stand up and shout it
Nothing

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