A heavy due meant a damp start. We had coffee and a banana for breakfast and then back to the path. As we crossed the first field we saw a fox about to capture a cat. Frank said that was almost unheard of but the fox ran off. Then I slipped on the first stone stile and had my second fall in two days.
Yee Ouch!
It seemed a very strenuous 5.5 miles to Lamorna Bay but it only took two hours. Time for a proper breakfast and coffee there was 65pence for a refill. Well done Lamorna Bay!
Mousehole was a delightful town especially with its sanctuary for injured wild birds.
We walked through a grubby looking Newlyn before reaching an even grubbier Penzance. The place looked as though it needed a makeover! Frank had made lunch – excellent as ever and we walked on to the hostel. Good place! Although Frank had paid for his bed and breakfast he was whisked away by Alyson for a night together in her B&B. Alyson loved her earrings – a gift to soften her for the impact of Frank’s purchased painting.
After an excellent meal in Penzance we parted.
Verdict: Penzance - scruffiest town on the footpath!
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