Pennycrocker to Trebarwith Strand (ish)

 I had probably the best night sleep I’ve had in the last 6 months last night. I was out for the count at 10pm and didn’t get up until 06:45. 

After breaking camp I rejoined the path and headed into Boscastle. 

It was quite busy at 10am but I managed a coffee and cake at the National Trust Cafe. Thanks to my benefactors. 

After that it was a nice walk along the headlands ( with the occasional valley thrown in) to Tintagel.


There were a few steep climbs, but eventually I realised I must be getting close to Tintagel, because more and more people appeared on the path, not dressed for a daisy hiking! 
Sure enough, the iconic bridge came into view ( as did the hoards) 
Needless to say, I didn’t join them in visiting the castle, but I did have a quick coffee in the cafe ( very expensive). After that I walked over the tops towards Trebarwith Strand. With some stunning views . 

After that, everything is a bit of a blur, because I bumped into Steve & Anna ( who are also walking the whole path) in the pub and one drink led to another etc! 
I’ve left them there ( they managed to get the last room) and I’m writing this atop of the last hill ( where I can get a phone signal) before I drop down onto a potential wild camping spot.  
It’s been a much better day than yesterday. 

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