23 July 2017
A beautiful summer day to tick off 3.4 miles. Tom came along for the ride which started on the Cawsand ferry from Plymouth Barbican. Asking me how we got the right ferry? Well, I went for the one with Cawsand Ferry writ large on the wheelhouse but just a guess. On a fine day the ferry is busy; as is the beach we land on in Cornwall but no passports required, maybe a concession for those among us of a Cornish persuasion. Go on Tom, admit it;) Cawsand and Kingsand merge together these days but back in 1844 Kingsand was in Devon while Cawsand was always Cornish. The old boundary marker is still there. Soon we were climbing out of the village. It’s a lovely walk, especially on a super day. Gentle climbing, above Fort Picklecombe and fabulous views of Plymouth Sound as we progress. The woods of Mount Edgecombe were littered with fallen trees and we had to turn back once or twice having ignored the path closed signs. Why do we think the signs don’t apply to locals? A nice cup of tea in the Orangery before chasing off to the ferry. Back in Devon there was no obligation to walk back to the Barbican having done that a few days earlier. Here’s where the bus pass comes in handy. Slow progress on my challenge, but under way.
Trailing acorns 