| Tintagel Head |
It blew like crazy through the night and we were unable
to secure the skylight so it didn’t whistle.
Having said that I slept well, though madam coughed on and
off.
The B and B put on the most varied breakfast we have seen
so far. So much so I was induced to have French toast with maple syrup, rather
than just cereal. Jo made good with mushrooms on toast, all on homemade breads.
We finally stumbled out at 9.00, through the streets of a
deserted Tintagel, via the bakery to get a baguette for lunch and then off,
past Tintagel Head, the YHA at Dunderhole Point with pretty easy walking until
we got to Port William, which gave as the predicted down then up experience.
I am quite leg weary this morning and have to go slow, as
my quads are protesting.
| Quad crunching country |
Having said that, todays is only 14.5 km, though it is
still very windy and I mean windy, trying to blow us off the cliffs.
Whilst I am taking a picture, a sudden gust takes my hat
off. Luckily I had thought to use the Velcro patched to tie it around my neck,
or it would now be on its way to America.
The final descent takes us into the small village of Port
Gaverne, pronounced Gay-vern, where Rolf, a German we have befriended is
staying.
We have a beer with him, it’s by now about 1.00PM, then
head off to our digs, a farm, that entails a bit of a climb.
Our room however is very good and we have…..a shower.
So a bit of a rest then down to Port Isaac of Doc Marten
fame.
| Doc Marten's house and surgery smaller brown building |
We identify a number of the buildings we see in the
series, the Doc’s house and surgery, the pharmacy, Bert Large’s restaurant.
A mandatory ice-cream and then off back around the
Coastal Path to Port Gaverne for dinner with Rolf.
The pub is hopping and Jo and Rolf have a fine meal of
mussels (yuck).
My salmon is pretty good too..
My salmon is pretty good too..
Our B and B host picks us up when we are ready to go
back.
All in all a good night.
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