Its been that sort of day where I could plonk my arse down on a piece of dry grass to enjoy the sun without 5 layers of clothes on. A bit of exploring this morning filled with plenty of mud and much swearing, means I now know a few shortcuts that cuts the walk from home to coast down to only 40mins 🙂 (RESULT!)
Men with guns couldn’t have kept me indoors today. Loaded with water, sarnies, biscuits, book and radio, lunch was a 3 hour affair sat overlooking the coast path between St Agnes and Perranporth.
The book was a little redundant as the scenery itself, the light planes coming into Perranporth airport, some hand gliders, the odd parachutist and generally watching the people walking the path, kept breaking my concentration.