It's here that we somehow miss the path. The trail in this area is very poorly marked, often not marked at all, and although we have two maps and GPS, we get lost.
Surely the Famous Five used this! But still, we are lost.
Still lost. Have had to backtrack once already.
Back on the path; we stop for lunch. 3.5 miles to go.
We are out of water and Bob feeds our only apples to the pony.
That's Coverack just over the hill and around the bend!
The tide is out and I'm thrilled because now maybe we can see--and walk on--the Moho, which is where two continents collided and the earth's crust and mantle meet. I'm thinking it's an actual ridge or scar or something.
Unfortunately, the Moho is this whole stretch; not a ridge we can touch. Bummer. But Susanne gets her suit on, and Bob and I strip down to our skivvies and we all go for a swim in the gloriously invigorating and freezing sea. It's the first time for Bob and me; we will bring suits from now on!
Then we have the Best Cream Tea ever, at the Bay Hotel.
Walking to the bus stop; end of week one. Tomorrow, Saturday, we leave Falmouth. Susanne will go home; Bob and I decide to go to Penzance and so book an AirB&B for two nights. Our goal is to close up some gaps we left on the path, though we may just hang out and visit pubs.