As usual we walked a little faster than planned -- 5.5 hours instead of 6. Also as usual, the coast was beautiful -- lots of natural arches and boulder stacks today. We had a picnic lunch on a headland overlooking the English Channel... yes, we passed Land's End this morning. We watched a hawk hovering 8 meters away for a couple of minutes until it became aware of its audience and moved on. And around 3:30PM we arrived at The Cove at Lamorna, our luxury spa accommodation for the evening.
I know what you are thinking: pretty cushy, this hiking life. Well, not so fast. Russell limps in the morning and has swollen knees after each hike (as does Rochelle). Thomas takes a couple of Voltarene pills (diclofenac) each morning to manage some tendinitis in one foot. My buttock pain (probably due to a pinched nerve) resurfaced today. That's a walking wounded tally of over 50%. Perhaps it is just as well that tomorrow is the last day... and a short one at that.
What else to tell? Well, there's the new tongue-twister I came up with on the hike today. It goes like this.... You know the Cornish bird called the Chough? Well, choughs could have ticks, right? And ticks are tough and ticks are chicks (at least, the blood-sucking ones are... hmmm, just like mosquitoes... there's a lesson here somewhere, but anyway back to the mainline), and if a chough tick had stuff it might keep it in a trough (hang with me here with the vernacular pronunciation), and if that tick were a witch, she might keep a magic wand with which to do tricks in that trough... in which case you'd have a Tough Chough Tick Chick's Stuff Trough's Trick Stick!
As I said, maybe it's just as well the hike is coming to an end ;-).
