Corfu

We were collected by a taxi at silly o’clock this morning, bound for Greece.

Our trusty 737 got us to Corfu airport on time. After a flight lasting over three hours I knew I wouldn’t be able to face a couple of hours on a transfer coach, so I’d booked a taxi. It’s the best 60 Euros I’ve ever spent.

A super ride in a luxurious Mercedes minibus, complete with a minibar.

We arrive at our apartment in San Stefanos. Nice views from our balcony.

Popped down to the village to get some supplies. Having purchased our own bodyweight in wine, we settled up at the supermarket . The girl on the till saw how much we’d bought, and summoned her dad to ferry us and the shopping back to our flat in his car. After filling the fridge we walk the village from end to end, and settle on a place called Beer O’Clock for dinner. They sell locally brewed beer, including weissbier!

I like this place.

Boscastle to Trebarwith Strand

About 8 miles today.

Can you see Queen Victoria?

The new bridge to Camelot. It opened this summer and it’s 70 metres long. It spares tourists the 148 steep steps that they used to have to climb to get from Tintagel to the castle. It is not without controversy. There are fears that making the ancient site so easily accessible may hasten its demise through over use and erosion.

Tbe tiny village of Trebarwith Strand.

The group. They enjoyed a cream tea.

Meanwhile, back in Shifnal, I’m running again. It’s really windy, so I was 8 seconds slower than my record-breaking run on Sunday. I did however have a short stretch when the wind was mostly behind me. I ran another record 1k split.

Day off

The weather in Cornwall is a bit grim, but that’s ok, because the girls have a day off. Intrepid lifeguard goes swimming.

Even the sea pool is pretty rough, with waves crashing over the walls.

It has an interesting recent history.

Lovely old style beach huts.

The rain eventually passed over at around 5pm.

A wet day in Cornwall

Pouring with rain when the girls left this morning.

Bude has a sea pool. In the 1930s a piece of the bay was walled in to allow swimming no matter how rough the sea was. It’s still going strong today.

The weather just got worse and worse.

Jen and Val went into town. Here’s Jen with her new (hopefully) waterproof jacket. And needless to say, the weather promptly brightened up.

Val’s walk – Morwenstow to Bude

A minibus picked up the group of walkers this morning, and dropped them off near Morwenstow. This village is dominated by the GCHQ eavesdropping station – you can see the satellite ground stations on the horizon.

Val took this one while sitting on a rock having lunch.

Rugged scenery.

About 8 miles in all, and the weather was kind. The group.

Back in Shifnal I was not idle. You may have seen Mo Farah winning the Great North Run on the telly this morning. He completed the 21 kilometre course in just under an hour. To achieve this he had to run each kilometre in a little under three minutes. I’m due a run this morning, though my goal is a little more modest than Mo’s. I’d like to run my 5k in less than 30 minutes, so I have to get under 6 minutes per kilometre. I have never got close to doing this yet.

I made it, just.

And that’s two new personal records for me. Delighted.