Another wonderful warm sunny day. We drove to Morwenstow, named after St Morwenna, which is a Welsh name meaning maiden. We looked at the church from the outside, but could not go in as there was a service taking place. We could hear music being played on the harmonium, but no singing, as this is still not permitted. There was a vicar, Rev Hawker, who was there from 1834-1874, and he built a hut out of driftwood, on the cliff looking out to sea, where he would go to contemplate. We walked towards the sea to join the South West Coast path.
This is a national trail, 630 miles long. I have done quite a few sections of it over time, perhaps about 300 miles now. It is not an easy path as there are many steep ups and downs, but the views are absolutely spectacular, the flowers, the birds…..it’s all magnificent.
Three of us puffing up the slope. North Cornwall is a wild and rugged coast.
We even got to see the Red Arrows flying over, on their way to the G7 leaders in Carbis Bay. A very welcome Kelly’s icecream at Sandy Mouth, then on again. We covered 8 miles, but with some very steep climbs, and in very high temperatures, so a great sense of achievement. When we got back, we went for a cool plunge in the sea pool. Very refreshing. Local fish and chips for dinner, what’s not to like?
