It had been a week of wind and rain so no surprise when Sunday dawned grey and murky.
Someone once said, “rain before seven, fine by eleven” so armed with this vital bit of folk lore eleven members including Nat who was wearing a sling, Becky a new member who was on her first walk with the group and one Jack Russell met for a walk starting at Long Rock, near Penzance. Armed for all the skies could throw at us we walked the coastal paths with salt spray in our faces and seaweed underfoot. A rising tide and rough seas flooded the foreshore encouraged by an onshore southerly strong wind.
Our route included trecking on sand, clambering over rocks, slipping on pebbles and dodging puddly paths till we reached our turn around point, Perranuthnoe – a village with all the essentials – church and pub. We enjoyed a most welcome cuppa in a café before retracing our footsteps back through Marazion: all the time with St Michael’s Mount in our vision.
The forecasters threatened rain by mid afternoon – I’m happy to report we all returned to our cars happy but slightly damp, utterly exhilarated by wind, raindrops and sea spray, we completed what turned out to be just over 7 miles. Once again it was a pleasure to share excellent company and the Cornish coastline.