Zennor to Kelynack – Don’t Carry The World Upon Your Shoulders

Thanks Paul. I didn’t today. David Kilby knocked on my tent door at 8am and we walked up to St Just with minimal back pack stuff. We had to return to Zennor, where David picked me up yesterday, and hopefully walk back here to Kelynack. A long schlep but being freed from heavy rucksacks we could cover this.

The morning was warmer. I had slept very well in my pop up tent and I was ready to rock and roll. We walked back into St Just. The first bus to Zennor was 10.38am and we decided to have breakfast at the Commercial Inn in St Just. Great full Cornish scran!

David set up a JustGiving page for the RNLI for this stage of our walk and was wearing his RNLI vest.

I’m walking with David in support of the Lifeboat Association for the next ten days. The people who risk their own lives without pay to save the lives of others. At all hours of the day, in all seasons, in all weather with selfless commitment. These brave few. This band of brothers and sisters, deserve our support.

Please feel free to donate to the RNLI through our website. I know I have been walking in aid of Prostate Cancer UK but if you haven’t donated to that cause then please contribute to the RNLI. I am exclusively supporting them with David whilst we are walking together around the south west of England. The link is below.

https://www.justgiving.com/page/david-kilby-1713340058267

After breakfast we caught the bus to Zennor, got off at The Gurnard’s Head, and headed down a footpath to the coast.

One of the problems is that this trek goes through so much stunningly beautiful country that you become accustomed to it and expect it.

This headland, from a certain angle (but not this one!), looks like a Gurnard’s head. That’s what it’s called. From whatever angle it’s the dog’s in this weather!

The path had become a roller-coaster again. And when we were up we were up…..

But then we went back down again.

We did make good time but the day was drifting on and we needed to push it a bit. Fortunately there were a few areas where it was flatter and we could up our pace. Then looking back was brilliant. I can’t even see the climbers on these rocks opposite.

Looking forward we could just see the Pendeen lighthouse half-hidden behind the cliff’s shoulder.

When we reached it the view beyond the lighthouse was very industrial, with lots of chimneys and hundreds of mineshafts, many of which are uncapped.

Going underground? Thanks Paul.

Finally we made it to within sight of Cape Cornwall, where we were to head inland back to St Just and the campsite.

So we did. To our lovely tents!

David Kilby knocked on my tent door at 07.15, and we drove down to Penzance on our day off. We’d hoped to go out on a boat fishing in three days time but the company had contacted me last night to say we might not get out then due to the weather forecast. They said today would be ok, so we agreed.

What a day we had, catching loads of fish in the morning and having a barbecue back at the campsite all afternoon.

We ate for England, a huge amount of fish and jacket potatoes. Ready for recommencing our trek tomorrow. Lands End or bust!

Night night.