South West Coast Way

I woke up early wanting the toilet. Got out of bed and stood up… YOUCH!!! I was in real trouble it seemed!!!! I managed to half hop to the toilet. I resigned myself to having to give up today and just have a holiday down here instead. I was really upset and frustrated with myself. I am soooo useless at walking for someone who loves it so much and does so much of it!! I looked at my ankle when I came back to bed. The area on the outside of my left foot, below my ankle bone, was red and swollen with small bruises near the sole. Sigh!!! Definitely time to give up!!! I had travelled so far to get down here and had only managed 20 miles of the walk.. very annoying. When I woke up again for breakfast I showered (OUCH) and hobbled across the street for breakfast served in the Hamlyn room of the main hotel. I was the only guest it seemed, so the bloke I'd been talking to yesterday and recommended the New Inn to obviously hadn't got this far. The breakfast was nice and the Hamlyn room w

I got up for breakfast, which was quite nice. The waves were crashing up onto the pebble ridge, looking out beyond a german speaking pair – An old man and his ill neice who were sitting at the table in front of the large bay window looking out over Westward Ho! The sky was overcast again and it looked windy, though it looked a BIT brighter than yesterday at least! I packed up the trusty rucksack and set off down the hill towards the Spar shop. I bought a 2 litre bottle of diet lemonade and a slice of cheese, onion and potato pie stuff, like Homity pie, for lunch. That stowed, I set off into the wind again, the roar of the big breakers off to my right as I walked along the 'front'. After the holiday park, and the last, once fairly grand, brick house of the town, I left Westward Ho! behind. It's an odd place and fairly unattractive, so not a bad thing to be doing, and I was quite looking forward to the less boring, none estuarine day ahead of me! Crashing waves and angr