Take a look at the elevation profile and the fuss is obvious. It's one of those walks when, if you are not going up, you must be going down. We clocked 7.2 miles which was very gratifying - after the event. The weather was good all the way along and the visibility gave us some excellent views. |
Looking back along Trebarwith Strand. At lower tides, there's quite a good beach. It's also got an excellent reputation amongst the surfing fraternity. |
Gull Rock, just off Trebarwith Strand. |
Looking due west. Unusually, as the tops of some of the waves show, the wind was coming off the land rather from the sea. |
All walkers need sustenance. On the left is a chunk of homemade egg, ham, chicken and sausage meat pie and, on the right, a piece of Mrs P's reknowned fruit cake. Food of the gods. |
Looking due east, with Gull Rock in the distance. Some surf but there was not enough wind to whip large waves. |
The lump in front is aptly named 'The Mountain'. The route up is clearly visible and it was as steep as it looks. Mrs P was way ahead of me at this point and can be seen on the footbridge. |
Daylight came to an end just after we'd finished the walk. We were glad that we were off the path before darkness fell. |
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