Sandy beaches as far as the eye can see. A good start to the days walk is a long leg stretcher along Perran Sands. We say goodbye to the lovely little cornish coastal resort and Saint Peran, the patron saint of Cornwall.
IHad some frisky ponies come bounding up to me. I wondered whether I should jump on one, I could do with a lift. I would be like the Lone Ranger taming the wild west. But I haven’t found a baddy in Cornwall yet.
We eventually leave the beach and climb onto the headlands of Ligger Point and Penhale Point. We pass what looks like a boot camp. Very plain, basic huts or chalets. Looks all very austere, no flags flying saying Butlins or Pontins.
Had a nice chat with Graham from Stowmarket. Found out that he had done various things for charity and had his own business, IronOakForge. I thought I would give him a plug seeing he gave me the time of day.
Another walk Around Fistral Beach and up to Towan Head. Every beach from St Ives to Newquay seems to have surfers out no matter what the weather is like. s it my imagination or do surfers spend 95% of their time sitting in water waiting for the perfect wave?