Armistice Day
Sunday 11 November, 2018 It’s quite incredible that it’s a whole century since the end of the War to End All Wars. It wasn’t, and the ensuing century has been remarkable for violence on...
Author: Chris Bounds
Playing tourist on Day 10
Saturday 10 November, 2019 I was worried about today being a complete wipeout, because the ferry across the Helford doesn’t run from November to March and that put nine miles on the stage –...
Dodging the storm
Friday 9 November, 2018 Thursday was an easy day, walking just over 10 km between Coverack and Porthallow, but the path was steep and the forecast was for rain. I took every precaution, so...
A day at a time
Wednesday 7 November, 2018 This is the seventh day of walking on paths which have been a bit of stretch, and I’m definitely feeling it. Carrying 11 kg over those headlands is starting to...
The Lizard (not a reptile in sight)
Tuesday 6 November, 2018 The weather forecast was poor, but didn’t look too bad when I caught the bus in Helston. By the time I reached the harbour, the rain was pattering down and...
The Path of St Piran
Monday 5 November, 2018 It’s Guy Fawkes Night, so the evening had been punctuated with small explosions and, oddly, the sound of helicopters from the naval airfield close by. RNAS Culdrose is the main...
Engaging characters
I’m not sure that novels are necessarily character-driven any more, . I’d have to sit down and consider whether I could defend this generalisation, but it’s certainly reasonable to argue that Pip has a...
Along the promenade
Sunday 4 November, 2018 The sun has gone missing and I’m not hopeful of seeing it again this week, the breeze was light and the going good. Today, thanks the lunacy of yesterday, was...
Wild Weather
Saturday 3 November, 2018 Today was divided into three sections and I could have stopped at either Porthcurnow after 11 km, or Lamorna after 19 km; but I got a case of the stubborn...
Almost perfect
Friday, 2 November 2018 Well, you can’t have everything! After a great day’s walking, the cafe next to my B and B is closed, so I had to slog down to the pub (ten...