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Cornwall,
September 2005
Not being at my fittest, I was delighted with Karl's suggestion that we
should go walking in Cornwall. With there being no mountains to climb (or
descend) and little chance of getting lost (just follow the coast) it was  going
to be an easy going holiday. I even bought a book that included maps,
photographs and step by step walking notes. What could be easier?
The first day's walk was to be around 4 hours according to the book, so we
thought that if we had time afterwards, we could always do another one.
Although the cross country walk to St. Ives was relatively easy going, we
were still pretty tired when we got there. However, I think if we'd known
what was to come we'd have got the bus home! The route back long the coast
was scenically amazing, but pretty hard going with the route taking us up
high, down to the shore, back up again and so on over sometimes very rocky
terrain.
By the end our feet were yelling for us to take off our hiking boots as we
took refuge in a small pub in Zennor. Whist devouring our ice cream treats
we discussed how the walking wasn't going to be as easy as we'd thought,
but that the beautiful coastline was everything we'd hoped it would be,
rugged and wild and blustery. The end of walk treat was to become
something of a habit with cream teas and Cornish pasties completing
subsequent walks.
Another feature of this walking trip was rounding off the day with a
couple of beers at a local tavern. As the youth hostels
became more rural we found ourselves walking further and further to find a
pub. The last youth hostel in Golant, near Fowey, found us walking around
2 miles to an inn right on the river front down a 1:8 hill. The trek back
seemed easier than expected though, probably due to the alcohol. And
halfway home a young lady from the youth hostel happened to be passing and
took pity on us, giving us a lift and telling us about the badgers we
might see on our return - which we did!
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