DAY 7 ~ 14th September: Perranporth to Portreath
The day dawned very grey and after a delicious breakfast chez Doble we were dropped in Perranporth with them, and set off in the teeth of a gale force wind - gusing 10. The path was often very close to the 250 ft cliff edge and it was quite frightening as there was only gorse and heather scrub on a 45 degree slope between us and the roaring seas below. We learned a lot about the local area from the Dobles, who walked with us until Chapel Porth, where we had a short break out of the wind. We had a delicious lunch at the Blue Bar in Porthtowan which we spun out for an hour, before setting off once again into the gale. The landscape was littered with mine shafts abd became increasingly bleak with the ghosts of miners lost, and walked along mile of MOD fencing. Up and down two steep valleys and arrived at Portreath where Jenny picked us up and returned to St Agnes where the hot bath was more than welcome. Miles for the day 12, cumulative 87.5 - pedometer reading 113 miles
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