Geocaches - 8
Walk Inspiration - Country Walking Magazine, Feb 2001, Walk 1
Seems fitting in it's way that today's blog comes from Doom Bar. Britain's #1 Bottled Real Ale may be brewed 287 miles away in Burton but the cask ale is still brewed at Rock, which we skirt on our return.
Our walk starts on a grey day at Daymer Beach car park. Unemployment levels must be bad in Cornwall because they pay a man to take your £5 parking money, feed the machine and hand you the ticket through the car window. I used to be a Work Study Engineer and feel that the process could be streamlined a touch.
|The Camel Estuary - where the Doom Bar Lives|
It appears that our retirement will happen in the Midlands, after all.
|We can afford this view. For 10% of the year|
|Heading around Pentire Head to the Rumps|
|Avoiding wet feet|
It's mainly golf courses on the way back but there is a real little gem in St Enodoc's church, reclaimed from the Sand Dunes in the C19th and final resting place of John Betjemen.
|St Enodoc's Church|
|With it's pretty entrance|
A fine walk that once again confirms that 9 miles of coastal walking is worth at least 12 of your inland miles.
Sharp's brewery may be just around the corner, but we don't really pass a pub on this route. So, armed with the 2018 Good Beer Guide, we head off to the nearest recommendation.
The Golden Lion, Port Isaac, Tribute
Port Isaac - home of Doc Martin, the Fishermen's Friends Singing troupe and car parking all uphill from the village.
The streets are still thronged with tourists, even this late in the season. We wonder if this will impact the chances of lunch.
|Golden Lion, Port Isaac|
Our base for this break has been Camelford, where there is only one pub - the Masons Arms. This is also a St Austell Brewery house but they serve it from gravity fed barrels kept far away from the hand pull pumps on the bar.
The Golden Lion shows the folly of their approach. The beer is significantly improved by getting a bit of life to it.
And the view was non too shabby also.
|What a view. And Port Isaac harbour through the window|