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...
Monthly Archive: November 2018
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...
No point complaining
Thursday 1 November, 2018 In many ways, this was a rotten kind of day, but I don’t want to dwell on the terrain or the poor condition of the path. I was warned in...
The spare day
Wednesday, 31 October 2018 If I’d thought things through, I would have compressed the St Ive’s stay into one day, not because I dislike the town, but because I realised that I could have...
A prayer at the start of a walk
Thursday 1 November 2018 Thomas Merton: “My Lord God I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will...