Day 23 Mawnan to Falmouth

Apart from the boorish patter, breakfast was good. However, the rain was with us for the first time in the whole trip but it wasn’t too bad. The walk to Falmouth was pleasant enough and after three weeks of searching the shores we eventually saw two seals basking in the bay! Eureka!
But we had a struggle finding the railway station (the hostel was near it). I asked a local fireman in his bright yellow jerkin.
‘Where’s the railway station?’
After a few seconds of thought, he replied.
‘Dunno.’
Frank stayed in the hostel while I went in search of the family with whom I had lived with when I was seventeen and still at school. I spent a wonderful two hours with them reliving a few old times.


Verdict: The first part of the walking is over!