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well, the forecast wasn’t wrong … Started off raining, continued raining and ended raining. Wanna see two bedraggled peeps? Massive day Version 2 is history, either we’ve broken the back of it or vice verse. In terms of milestones we’ve now knocked off 10% of the miles. You know, 10%, that figure that in the

our guide book makes it clear that there are 3 consecutive tough days  – The Massive Days. Today was Day 1 of The Massive Three. Reasons being length (19 miles) and uppy-downy-ness (there is one 8 mile stretch between Port Isaac and Tintagel that is 5 hours as a benchmark. Sooooo, we fortified ourselves on

.. A near deserted beach, golden sands and wide expanses glistening in early morning sun Two young lovers cavorting, doing that ‘heart with initials and Cupid’s arrow’ thing… Barely clad, gaily kicking sand … Recreating that Deborah Kerr and Burt Reynolds moment from From Here To Eternity (surely a tagline for LEJOG?!)…. Now scratch that

sometimes some people ask why we do this long distance walking thing … Well, not so much sometimes as pretty much every time… And not so much some people as many I guess … Ok, probably most … If not all….. ANYWAY … Today was one of those glorious sunny but not too hot days

all the posturing and chest-puffing is over (and for me too) – today was the hard yards, no hiding place when you’re out in the elements battling all that Mother Nature can throw at you. But did we care? Hard core as we are we toiled away gamely putting one foot after another into some

So, first major obstacles have been negotiated – yep, the rigours of 4 hours on public transport … and to prepare Becca for 2 months of my inane chatter the Cornish tourist board kindly lent us some passenger who was able to speak at incessant length to anyone within or without earshot about her family,