Porthleven to Porthallow.

Two long walking days and a Shabbat hunt for fish and chips.

By the time we got to Porthleven it was nearly dark and properly cold. The morning was cold and sunny and… smelly? We had assumed that the campsite had laundry. It didn’t. Ugh.

In our first trail magic, a good friend got in touch with a cricket playing friend who lived in the village and offered to wash our grebby kit.

The rest of the day was beach, ice cream and fish n chips; just what Roo ordered.

That night was another cold one, which really took a lot out of us. Mr K agreed that for this leg, we can BnB it from now on, rather than camping.
Sunday was cold and windy, but cheered up hugely when we met up with Roo’s godfather + the awesome Hattie, who walked and talked with us, and then bought us Sunday Lunch.

The coast path bits we walked have been ridiculously beautiful. A favourite today was this section where the path crosses a natural barrier between the sea and a lake. Hattie has a keen eye for wildlife and showed Roo seals bobbing in the bay.

We were in bed and asleep by 7! The winds have been hard, hard work. 40mph and seemingly in our faces the entire time.
This morning we started inland from Lizard. Lots of lovely lanes, muddy fields and really difficult Cornish stiles.

The wind got windier and the cold colder and after we’d been through a beautifully barren RSPB reserve, Roo was ready to give in. Luckily we were able to check in early to our BnB while the wind does its thing outside. Sleep well!

Roo says: it was really cold, but at least the BnB has Food Network and I’ve got Wolfie.