This section of the path starts at dramatic Hartland Quay, it is known for being strenuous. But I don’t know it yet because I didn’t get that far in reading the South West Coast Path guide, and… I like a surprise!
Wild and unspoilt
Home is where the journey starts
Instarched embrace from little hands
Who claw at the now.
Where the stars in blasts
Alight the way for fidgety feet
Who tiptoe to Kernow.
Home is where remain the hearts
In whispers to those whose ears
Are close to closed for now.
Home is where meander the arts
Of the mind that was left behind
Until it is time to take a bow.
Writting this, I am 15 minutes away from leaving for Newquay to complete the hike. Once again, there will be limited opportunity to blog and difficulties uploading pictures. I have tried to catch up with blogs from leg 1 as much as possible but the very sad news I received on the trail, that my step sister had taken her own life, has been difficult.
I will keep blogging on my return. What the blog loses in instantaneity, it gains in reflection. It is enriched by connections I have little time to make and reflect upon after 12 hours of walking. The particular section I write about today, (Hartland to Bude) was so strenuous that I was limping the next day due to my leg injuries flaring up again – This meant I had to spend more time looking after myself in the evening: getting hold of some ice, doing lots of stretches and resting up.
Just before reaching the sign for Cornwall, I stumbled upon Ronald Duncan’s hut… There will be more on this next time…