Hike #15: Land's End to Porthcurno
This is the sign that warns you as you start the hike. I'm pretty darn sure able-bodied needs a hyphen. And check out the guy's left arm and leg: are they bigger because they're closer to us? So they care about perspective but not grammar? There is no understanding sign makers.
This is heath and heather. I think. Or maybe it's heather (the purple) and gorse (the yellow). Whatever it is it's beautiful and blows gently in the wind and looks super soft but isn't.
We arrive in Porthcurno, famous for this theatre which was carved into the cliffs in the early 1930s and added to ever since.
The Minack Theatre was the brainchild of this intrepid woman, who, along with her gardener Billy Rawlings, carted granite boulders and wheelbarrowed earth to create the lower part of the theatre. Read more here.
The Minack is marvelous but by the time we finish the walk it is pouring and we are tired and food and drink are far more important than history. Bob orders a sausage roll.
Susanne and I scarf down pasties.
Our view. To the left is Porthcurno beach, where we will head after eating.