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Its good to have the daily blog updates to look forward to again! Enjoy the spring... (by Andrew)

Coasting Round Britain

30th March 2013 to 12th July 2014
Botallack to Falmouth (46)
4100 out of 5630 miles completed

Log No 270. Mon 31st Mar 2014 - Lizard to Porthallow, 14 miles (4100 miles walked)

I can't say that I had a great nights sleep in the hostel as I kept hearing a loud alarm sounding. It turns out it was the automated foghorn at the lighthouse, it had an unusually high pitch.

The coastline from Bass Point, Lizard
Well, so much for me hoping for a sunny day, as I left the hostel at 08.40 the warden said rain was forecast for later this morning.

It may not have been sunny but it was warm enough for t-shirt & shorts.

Cadgwith
I managed to walk for an hour before the rain came on heavy enough to need the waterproofs on.

I had expected the ground to have dried out over the last three weeks but I don't really notice much difference, it is all still quite muddy.

The footbridge at Downas Valley
Well I certainly know I've got a rucsac on my back and it doesn't help that the footpath is quite rough.

I came across another footbridge knocked over by the storms but there were no warning signs for this one.

Ponies
The rain was not very heavy and I stopped at a stile on Black Head for some lunch. A group of ponies that ignored me as I passed them soon came up to the stile hoping for a bite to eat. They were out of luck, I didn't have much, only a pork pie and a chocolate bar, I haven't been able to make up any sandwiches yet.

Coverack
I was hoping to get some supplies when I got to the village of Coverack, I only saw the one shop and it didn't have much, I couldn't even find a tin of stew to go with my noodles but I got some rolls for tomorrow's sandwiches.

Some of the road along the sea front at Coverack had been washed away and work was still going on to repair it.

Shower in a horse box
While I was home I had done some forward planning, as far as campsites were concerned and I got to my intended site, Tregaminion, just before Porthallow at 15.20. I was ready to stop, the 14 miles had been slow and quite tiring.

The campsite was not your run of the mill site, it was a small field with a Gypsy caravan, a decorated caravan and a wooden cabin for rent. The single toilet was a compost toilet in a shed and I particularly liked the mobile shower in a horse box!

It was all very serviceable and I was the only one on the site. I was also fortunate that the rain had stopped at 3 o'clock and the sun had come out for a bit.