Anthony and Linda Frost I am worn down. My muscles ache from walking 10-13 miles with ascents and descents of over 2500 feet; the bottoms of my feet are bruised from walking on too many pointed edged rocks. Time for a break. Since I’m not a purist when it comes to long-distance walking, I take …
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285. Terror, Panic, and Despair
Those words aren’t about my experience; but about others’ experiences near the South West Coast Path. More particularly, individuals experience those feelings on October 27, 1916, January 26, 1917, and April 28, 1944. On October 27, 1916, a schooner runs into problems in the face of gale 9 winds (50 mph) off Prawle Point, the …
284. Walking as a 73-year, Single Older Male
I've always enjoyed hiking and walking. In Springfield, I kept up with my mother as dad usually sauntered with the distance between us growing greater and greater. During my college and graduate school years, I loved working at Zion National Park. So many trails to enjoy! Even at 73, I enjoy walking, most of the …
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283. Did I Walk into Another World?
Last fall, while traveling to my starting point at Minehead for the South West Coast Path, I traveled by bus through Glastonbury. I glimpse individuals living a different way of life, barefoot, long-uncut hair, shaggy clothes. Individuals walking into the “Sound Healer” shop. Glastonbury While actually walking the South West Coast Path, I saw more …
282. “Die Colors”
“It’s die colors” the German says with an accent when I ask him what he notices the most. How right he is. Isaac Newton in 1704 studied color and light and devised a color wheel. Goethe, a hundred years later in 1810, also pictured a color wheel. Since then, the color wheel as been refined …
281. The Path Doesn’t Refuse Anybody
Walking has so many interesting elements. While I love walking, the first week always is a bit uneven. Getting used to new terrain, new views, new food. However, I finally am settling into walking. Haemus and Fran The past three days are finally bringing that connection with the path and the people that I meet …
280. The Path while Walking
How innumerable are words about a path or the path. I’ll add my own words as this hike along the South West Coast Path unfolds. While my Path started inland at the White Hart Inn in St. Austell, my actual SWCP path started a few miles later. The glory of the path is the companionship …
279. A Rather Familiar Beginning
Polkerris “Merry Christmas” As I start my second day, I pass an older fellow having his morning coffee or tea. "Good morning." He cheerfully raises his cup “Merry Christmas to you!” “And Happy Easter to you” I reply! Not quite the typical, familiar beginning to my hike, but a wonderful beginning never the less! This …
278. Another Solitary SWCP Walker: Vicar Alan Rowell
Vicar Allan Rowell retired Last October south of St. Ives on the Cornwall coast, I stop to chat with another solitary South West Coast Path walker who is walking the opposite direction. After a pleasant conversation and as we prepare to separate, Alan Rowell mentions that he is the retired vicar of nearby Pendeen Parish …
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277. One of Many
I’m not the only person to have Bath as my destination. Probably two hours after arriving at London’s Heathrow, I’m on the bus. Since learning that my first days of walking are better if I allow an “adjustment period,” I chose the city that I visited in the mid 1970’s. I am not only visiting …
