Rollers

A much brighter morning as we got up and nowhere near as windy but the surfing plan almost didn't come off until Plan B was agreed. They went off in one direction and we went off around the coastal path to the next village. Bailey pulled me up the hills but completely wussed out at the thought of crossing a slatted bridge. He had a run on the beach that these waves would eventually crash onto and made a few new friends in the process.

Back for lunch and then a trip out to Padstow; a couple of purchases made and then worn to dinner at the Cornish Arms for mussels, scampi, sundaes and sticky toffee pudding. A very satisfying day all round.