It was yet another unbelievably warm day. No sea fret visible. Back on the bus to Crackington Haven, to walk to Boscastle. The signpost said, 6 miles along the coastal path, so we thought, ah, a shorter easier day. But of course it was not quite like that because these are Cornish miles, which everyone knows, are longer. So here we are striding out yet again, with the spectacular craggy coast behind us. It turned out to be 8 miles.
We have met some interesting people on the way. A lady called Sally, who is walking alone, or sometimes with her dog, from Minehead to St Ives, and who broke her wrist last week but is pressing on. Many are inspired by the book “The Salt Path” by Raynor Winn. I read it recently and it is very inspiring. “The Salt Path is an honest and life-affirming true story of coming to terms with grief and the healing power of the natural world. ” Do look it up, it is very fascinating. Like Raynor and her husband, some are wild camping along the route, which means a lot to carry.
Today we saw some wild goats, and some splendid cows. The flowers are incredibly beautiful, we saw some pale pink orchids. The walls are covered with thrift and other flowers.
It was very hot today, and there were as ever many ups and downs. Just as we thought we were approaching Boscastle, we had 200 steps to go up. Phew. My legs were in rebellion after that. Boscastle is very pretty, a small village, and in 2004 together with Crackington Haven, suffered extensive damage after flash floods caused by an exceptional amount of rain that fell over eight hours that afternoon. Now there are extensive flood defences, and today it was hard to believe.
We took the bus back to Bude, and I went to the sea pool to cool down. Then we all adjourned to the beachside cafe for dinner. We watched the surfers, and the tide coming in, beginning to wash over the wall of the sea pool.
This lovely day has been a great distraction from the distressing news of an extended lockdown. So many arrangements to be changed, performances cancelled, families and businesses driven to distraction. I am quite happy not to have a read a newspaper today, nor to have seen any news, it is all too gloomy. The open air is the best cure.
I think we all need cheering up. We talked about the all time great Victoria Wood today.