i left from Treyarnon for a 13 mile walk but in the end it was about 15. So legs are tired tonight. It has rained most of the day which is getting a bit predictable. Felt a little homesick today for the first time. Just wanted to get into my own bed instead of an uncomfortable bunk bed. The walk was moderately hard and I added a little bit more byclimbing up and down to Porth Beach when I could n’t get out.
I caught a bus nearly back to the YHA just the last mile & half to walk. It’s too much when you have finished but the hostel came into site at last! Whilst I was walking I thought about a couple of silly things: firstly what good is gorse and shingle on a steep descent? One serves to make you slip over and the other scratches your legs on the way down.
The second thing I pondered was; why do people who walk their dogs in the countryside pick up the dogs poo and put it in a bag. You would say this is fair enough but; when there isn’t a bin, they then proceed to hang it on a post or barbedwire! Will it decompose better in the bag? Stupid thoughts but when the rain and mist come you need to occupy your mind somehow.