Four of us drove to the beautiful Whitsand Bay, past Tregantle Fort - still in use, and along the Military Road to park by a familiar van/car. There was a refreshing breeze but the bay was flat calm. We headed down Wiggle Cliff to an Ex chalet! Who was this sooty black man doing a water dance around a bonfire? Raz, sadly having had to demolish and burn Viv’s lovely ‘Shed’, her place of peace and solace. Words like sad, mad, wasteful and immoral come to mind but not criminal apparently. He needed a beer so we headed off along the Cliff following the SW coast path. Up and down - up and down finally to follow the Golden Path to the Halfway House, named so because it is on the border between Cawsands and Kingsands. We were promised a sing along with the local men’s choir but they were still practicing in the village hall. Then a bit of confusion over footpaths causing us to miss Wiggle and Peacehaven but with a glorious sunset and a fine view over to Plymouth. Finally to Treninnow Farm and up over the hill to the cars. What a wonderful part of the country we live in, so much variety of land and sea scape.
Stella