Although I’d opted to stop for lunch a few hundred metres south of Kynance Cove and away from the mass of sunbathers, I also knew that I wasn’t too far from Lizard Point; one of the highlights of this walk, as set out when I had initially planned it.
Lizard Point was just one thrown too far. I was hungry and, although my lunch box was ill-prepared, I was aware of the benefits of stopping sooner; unsure of exactly how much further I would otherwise have to walk.
I spent almost every minute of daylight yesterday crossing the Mendip Hills and arrived back home shortly after darkness had fallen. You’ll get to read about that saga on another day. For now, I’d like to go back to Sunday when I took a short trip down to Sand Bay.