Cornwall was having a fret this morning: specifically a sea fret that obscured all views of the coastal bays. This was fine by me, as it meant that as soon as we got to the hairy sections of the coastal path view, you couldn't see much anyway, so we didn't miss out by walking through fields … Continue reading Day 56 – we did it!

Mark has always been determined that not one single day of this trip should be less than 21.1km/a half marathon and for a brief moment, today's route threatened that determination with a 19km route from Hayle to Mousehole. So of course as soon as there was an opportunity to detour for an additional 1.6km to … Continue reading Day 55 – preparation for the last day tomorrow

Today promised to be a 20-something km route, with very little elevation and a huge section drifting gently downhill. Well, Cornwall wasn't having that and felt the need to throw mizzle at us to tone down our enthusiasm. Mizzle is a combination of mist and drizzle, which today has been thrown at us with quite … Continue reading Day 54 – between a rock and a hard place

As we inevitably climbed up a 5km long hill to our pub room tonight, I asked Mark if he could recall anything from walking this morning. It was a struggle, but then he did recall getting sticker shock at something he saw on the outskirts of St Austell. The rest of the day has been … Continue reading Day 53 – mmmm……..

31.2km of this.... We started with a lovely view from the hotel. Just before we took a pint of milk from the buffet up to our room to make porridge We walked back through Looe. East Looe River with the life size statue of Nelson the one eyed Seal Past houses with boats on the … Continue reading Day 52 and guess what we had more of…..

This trip is not going to let us slide gently over the finish line. We left Plymouth via the ferry into Cornwall. In case anyone thinks this is cheating as we didn't walk round the estuary with a ~50km detour, Mark made us walk up and down the deck for the whole time we were … Continue reading Day 51 – we’ve reached Cornwall and it has decided we need more hills….

Today we've been in Plymouth seeing our youngest son who starts his chemistry degree here next week. We didn't have any preconceived ideas of what Plymouth was going to be like, beyond the single day Mark had spent here viewing Connor's flat and then dropping him off in July with the family cat, Suki. To be … Continue reading Day 50 – a rest day with more than 15km of walking!!

We finally escaped the BnB owner's tales of farm management, lack of gate closing, dead sheep and escapee cows, over breakfast, and got going at 9am. After two appalling nights' sleep in a row (last night the result of the world's most uncomfortable mattresses) we really didn't need the main road first thing. So, to … Continue reading Day 49 and it’s a slooooooow one

Today is our longest day for a while (Strava's best initial guess is 36.98km), but also the one with the highest overall  elevation (Strava's best guesstimate is 1,189m), all contained in one huge uphill feat. In summary, I've seen the FTSE 100 look calmer than this during a financial crisis. So we really wanted to … Continue reading Day 48 – requiring a different strategy for a very different day than expected 

We started the day in a Marston's Inn waking up in what was described as a "super comfortable bed" by the manager. Anyone who has slept in two single beds pushed together knows this is a lie. So, aching still, we went for breakfast which turned out to have far too many rules for me … Continue reading Day 47 – Marston’s Inn or Japanese restaurant?