Today’s straightforward-looking hike along the coast masked a lot of climbing, which made this a tough 8.5-mile day with 2,200-ft ascent. We started the day eager to get back on the trail, and I was already not looking forward to day 21, when we wouldn’t be hiking 😞.
The relaxing ferry crossing, which started our day, was soon replaced by ups and downs, often on a cliff edge. The highlight was a sheltered lunch spot where we enjoyed the cheese stick and sausage roll that we’d picked up before leaving Fowey, as this segment was isolated with no cafes! On arrival in Polperro, we made the most of the first cafe that we came to. Our thoughts about returning to town for dinner evaporated as we climbed 300 ft up a steep hill to our B&B, as we had no interest in going back down and up again. Fortunately, we were greeted by tea and cake and had enough snacks left over for dinner!
Our night’s accommodation, Fowey’s Galleon Inn, right on the water.Our morning ferry, the little red boat, came from Polruan to pick us up.Janet and I enjoyed the crossing. The clear morning provided fine views of where we had hiked over the last few days.The path called us forward, often showing us a climb in the distance. The path precipitously climbed above beautiful and deserted Lantic Bay.Janet let me go down a hill by myself to find a geocache. This had become a classic view of the coast: a green meadow bordered by two high cliffs.This beautiful rocky cove looked like a good place for lunch.Our lunch spot even had a bench! But, we still didn’t spot any seals. What goes down comes up again!A quick break, chatting to some cows.It looked like we’d be walking on the edge. When there wasn’t a bench to sit on and rest, the rock step worked well!We spent most of the day about five feet away from a fatal fall!We were happy when we turned the final corner and saw Polperro.This juvenile seagull was a bit too used to being fed by tourists!The walk up this steep hill to our B&B persuaded us that we would not return to town for dinner.
"Cajunlimeys" combines Lousiana (Janet) and Britain (Peter). British sailors in the 19th century were nicknamed "limeys" as they drank lime juice to prevent scurvy. However, while Janet is a fine cook, she has no Cajun blood, but the name fit.
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