Hartland Quay to Clovelly​ 11 miles

Breakfast at our B&B. We eat every single bite of this gigundo meal. We are hikers after all! 

We take the 9 am bus to Hartland, a one-hour trip. ​We had already decided to find a ride from Hartland to the quay because it's about 3 miles and we don't want that on top of the 11. Plus it's downhill which wreaks havoc on my knees. The first person we flag down offers us a ride. Spencer is a local chap who runs a huge farm right on the coast. We talk about how lucky he feels to live in Hartland and have such fantastic views every day of his life. He drops us at the bottom.

Turn the volume OFF for the bus ride through the village, and ON for the coastal clip.

Walking through sheep patties and Bob chips one in the water. 

The path goes up and down the headlands, over the top, through the woods, and up and down again.

Lunch

Up and down and up and down. This is one of the downs. The climb up on the other side is intense.

Bluebells all through the woods! There is one part where I can't walk another step. Bob lies about the distance left so I am motivated to keep going. I forgive him because it works. In Clovelly, we walk down to the New Inn and drink two lemon gin & tonic doubles each, then slog our way up to the bus stop. This time it's Bob who can't walk another step.