St Allen to Ponsanooth

Jade has come to the conclusion over the last few days that 12 miles is about as much as her poorly leg can take at the moment. Fortunately, in order to time their arrival into Land's End for Saturday, there's not a day this week that needs to be longer than 12.5 miles. So, today was another 12 miler.

Blue skies greeted us first thing this morning, and even though they didn't hang around for long, it wasn't a bad day. It was warm enough that I didn't reach for my waterproofs even when a couple of showers passed.

The day was once again mainly on lanes, with just one off-road interlude through Idles woods. We weren't there at that point; we were in Tesco in Truro enjoying third breakfast!

Having met up with the girls in Carnon Downs (at the end of a hill that seemed like it was never going to end; we're certainly into the lumpiness of Cornwall now), back towards Ponsanooth we wandered.

The wandering lasted until we imparted the news that the pub in Perranwell Station closes at 2pm. Jade was having major fantasies about a cup of tea and we all trailed in her wake up the next hill as she set a blazing pace. It was only when she paused at the sight of a lorry approaching that we caught up and heard her mutter "Got to make it in time for a cup of tea!" as she strode away again.

She was disappointed to find that the pub was further on than she thought, but we still got there in good time and even though the barman was taken back to be asked for 4 cups of tea he managed to oblige.

A sensible pace was then maintained for the final couple of miles to Ponsanooth.

As has become the routine, as soon as we were in the car, Jade and Becks were checking their progress on the road atlas. Excitingly, about 10 minutes into tomorrow they will make it onto page 2 of the map. That's the same page as Land's End. The end is within sight.

(Louise: I agree - barring any unfortunate slips, trips or falls I have no doubt that they will make it.)
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