Cornwall 2013 - Day 2: Hayle to a Layby in the middle of nowhere!!

Day Two 21K

 
St Ives lay resplendent in its early summer best. The cafes full, the beaches adorned with happy holidaymakers, the art galleries and flat whites spilling onto the narrow cobbled streets. The sun shone for the beautiful people and the beautiful people shone for CASPA, filling our buckets, not with sand, but with coins of all colours. The day was sweet indeed.

Leaving behind a clutch of men with bowls and laundered turf, we set ourselves for cliffs and rugged coast, a trail leading to hidden coves, desolate paths where humans rarely ventured. Burning legs and minds on fire as steeply we descended in Dante-esque country. It took its toll, the boulder strewn inferno, until hours later the call went up: the cars, I can see the cars!! The journey done, the battle won, we lived to fight another day.