It was very comfortable and Ciddles and Graham's house but I woke early and could no longer sleep. Basically, reality struck. After yesterday's difficult walk with a heavy pack and the physical cost, I finally saw the light. Ditch the heavy contents of Rucksack or I won't make it round the north coast of Cornwall. We talked of it over breakfast. Graham and Ciddles have a daughter who lives on a boat near Falmouth. They will deliver the grossly underused camping gear there before I get there in 16 days time after which the terrain is much easier. What a hugely valuable amount of help I have had recently. Roy and Jane got me through from Hartland and Ciddles and Graham from Boscastle. I visited the information centre in Boscastle which like everything else there is very new and most interestingly learned that Thomas Hardy had done his courting here. The weather was good and so too was the walk, though wickedly difficult. The forst stop was Tintagel where I had a coffee and looked at loads of people being National Trusted about King Arthur. The walk then to Port Isaac was about 9 miles initially punctuated by large numbers of mostly middle-aged German walkers. Trebarwith Strand was the first and best beach after Tintagel and very busy. I could not resist a Cornish cream tea - my first. Tregardoch Beach was harder to get to and greyer from the slate cliffs but magically remote. Before Port Isaac there were no less than 4 river crossings at sea level with their accompanying ascent and descent. It took me 9 hours to cover 14 miles at the end of which I was a wreck. Graham picked me up and we went back to Boscastle for the most excellent fish pie and Co-op white wine (my contribution).