Day 116: Boscastle to Port Isaac

Chris kindly dropped me off at Boscastle. This was the village that was totally underwater during floods in 2004. Today started with a squall, a very heavy downpour that prevented me from doing my Instagram story for the day. However, this didn’t last long and then miraculously the sun came out.

The stone walls here are made in a very interesting pattern. It looks beautiful and I wondered how long it must’ve taken to do this pattern.

The walk to Tintagel was very muddy. About halfway there I experienced a sudden slip in the mud. My fall to the ground was so heavy that I set off the detector on my watch which started buzzing and also my phone started alarming and beeping. My watch sent a call to my Emergency contacts. It took a few minutes for me to register what happened before I could cancel the alarm on the phone and send a message saying that I was okay. Danny rang me straight away to check I was okay. Bless him.

I was covered in mud. I had fallen onto my side on a slope, with my arm outstretched. As I landed my arm was forced into a strange position. I realised afterwards that my shoulder became sore and remain sore for the rest of the day. My ribs were also sore but the rest of me seemed okay. After a short while I was back on my way.

I finally made it to Tintagel where I decided to take a detour into the village and have some lunch and some ibuprofen. I went to the King Arthur Café which seemed appropriate. I also ordered a Cornish pasty made with cheese and onion. It was very tasty and heavy at the same time.

I was disappointed when I got nearer to the castle as the bridge was covered in scaffolding. Also, the castle was closed today as it’s Winter opening hours only.

The scenery did not fail to disappoint at all today. The sea was wild and full of foam with big rollers coming in off the Atlantic. The geology and rock formations were outstanding.

I loved seeing the waves crashing against the rocks with the water shooting up into the air with great force. I spent quite a long time watching this activity.

There were an awful lot of headlands to walk around today. That included a lot of ascent and decent. At one point I was starting to worry that I wouldn’t finish in the light. However, the last couple of miles was a little milder on the legs.

As I finished on the north side of Port Isaac to meet Chris I was sitting on a wall by the car park when I met Mike, Milly and Angela. We had a good chat because Mike was originally from Liverpool.

It wasn’t until later that I realised that my watch had stopped recording activity for the day following the fall in the Emergency situation. So I had to restart it which means that today’s data is about a mile short of the reality.

Best bits : the amazing scenery today, it was truly outstanding and I loved all of it.

Worst bits : slipping and falling in the mud

Distance: 12.85 miles

One response to “Day 116: Boscastle to Port Isaac”

  1. I’d call that slide in’t mud “a palais glide”! I know it’s actually a dance but I’ve a habit of mud sliding when out with dog and landing on my arse!
    Hope you’re on the mend from your air earth interface!
    Joan

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