Day 129: Penzance to Porthleven

Best bits: watching the waves crashing against the cliffs

Worst bits: technical issues with my watch

Distance: approximately 14.8 miles

As it was Sunday we had a slightly leisurely start to the day. I set off at 8:30 am and walked along the promenade and then the beach from Penance to Marazion. Saint Michaels Mount was a focal point of the first part of the morning. It has a magical appeal. At low tide you’re able to cross along the causeway.

I was having a bit of a nightmare this morning with my watch. It didn’t seem to want to record my activity properly. I had to wait and see what it’s done when I finished today.

The sound and smell of the sea filled the air but was disturbed by the trains running right along the side of the coast.

Marazion is a quaint little place with narrow streets lined with beautiful little cottages with gorgeous names.

The paths today were much less rugged and the gel pad in my boot seemed to be working fine. Long may it continue.

I bumped into Russ who has some serious photography equipment and takes wildlife photos. I can’t compete with my iPhone but managed a photo of us with St Michael’s Mount in the background. Russ loves Scotland and so we had something in common. He told me about a young girl he knew who had died from a brain tumour.

I had not long left Russ when along came Colin, Janet, Karen, and then John and Catherine. They quizzed me on my favourite bits and the practicalities of the walk. I really need to start a FAQ page.

The terrain became a little more rugged and I had arranged to meet Bridget just past Prussia Cove at Hoe Point.

We stopped for lunch at the beautiful sandy Praa beach. I crossed the river on the rocks but Bridget decided to stay on the same side as the car and see me later.

I saw these gorgeous sculptures in the sand. Someone has been very creative but unfortunately they will be washed away by the incoming tide.

I don’t tire of watching the waves breaking and crashing onto the shore. The noise can be quite loud and thunderous too. Sometimes this is added to by the sound of the sea pulling the pebbles away from the shore.

Then it was back up and down along the cliffs and down the sides of gulleys. All the while the waves were spectacular crashing against the cliffs.

I arrived in Porthleven about the same time as Bridget. Of course as always I’m ready for a cuppa.

We found the Twisted currant tea room and had lovely tea grown locally and were spoilt for choice by homemade cakes made by Michael’s wife. We opted for Victoria sponge and rocky road and we weren’t disappointed. We got a great team photo.