Day 142: Thurleston to Salcombe

Best bits: lazy afternoon, good weather.

Worst bits: never-ending logistics!!

Distance: 9.33 miles

I had booked a taxi for this morning to take me to Thurston where I would start my walk for the day. The taxi was spot on time and the journey was relatively short. The taxi driver had done many charity cycling events in the past including Lands End to John O Groats several times. Big respect.

The weather forecast promised to be blue skies and warm weather all day. It looked hopeful as I set off across the golf course beside the beach.

After a short while I came to some wetland. The twitches were out of force today with huge cameras and monoculars. I couldn’t see anything at all.

The walk was very easy today and I felt as though I was on a lazy stroll. As it was Saturday and a nice day, I was expecting to meet lots of people along the path. It wasn’t long before I met Neil and Jennifer. We were watching several ladies taking a dip in the sea.  The crocheted heart touched Jennifer‘s grief at the recent loss of her dad. We had a little hug. This cottage used to be owned by Jennifer‘s grandma.

After a short ascent, I was soon back out onto the cliffs. The views were improving and becoming more dramatic.

It’s always wise not to go too close to the edge at some point on the path. There’s evidence of erosion and sometimes it’s a long way down!

I anticipated meeting quite a few people but then coming up over the hill towards me was a huge train of people. As they got closer I realised that they were a group of young people with some adult supervision. they were in fact the 6th Kingsbridge sea scouts on a weekend adventure. 

You never know what you’re going to see on the coastal path. Imagine my surprise when I saw these horns sticking up.

I was to come across several more of these Highland cows and got up close and personal to a few of them. Later on, I came across a solitary young cow. It didn’t see me at first but when it did it jumped in surprise. I’ve never seen a cow jump with fright before and it was very amusing.

The final section of today’s walk was a little more rugged but nothing in comparison to previous days. I also got a view of where I’m going to tomorrow. 

I made good progress and it was only a relatively short but thoroughly enjoyable walk today and I was back at Priscilla for lunchtime.

I spent the afternoon on logistics again after having spoken to several local people who gave me advice. Then more time on my website, tweaking the pages and information on there.

During today’s walk, I reflected on the fact that it’s now 18 months since Angela died. We never really had a proper conversation about her dying. The only time was when the palliative care consultant had a frank conversation with Angela and wouldn’t leave until she was certain Angela understood the gravity of her situation. I did however have the opportunity to say all the things I wanted to say to Angela and for that I am grateful. I’m left wondering though what was really going through Angela‘s mind in those final few weeks. She didn’t seem anxious at all and she clearly didn’t want to speak about it. She was always really good at deflecting conversations. I did ask her if she felt that her love radiator was full. She replied that it was. 

One response to “Day 142: Thurleston to Salcombe”

  1. softlydark3b19b1ef89 avatar
    softlydark3b19b1ef89

    Some gorgeous views !
    I remember that conversation with the Palliative Care Dr, I feel privileged to have been there at such a personal moment in your lives. But also heartbroken at the nature of it. Angela was so brave. I never said goodbye to her, it was always “see you next time matey” xx

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