Portloe to Mevagissey 11.5 miles
It was a rainy morning, accompanied by the first touch of autumnal weather, that led us out of Portloe this day. It is always exciting to depart upon a days march with a wee bit foul weather to help quicken your step, yet we found Portloe to be such a beautiful little port village that we were saddened nonetheless to leave it behind. Our Air B&B host Carol was one of the sweetest hosts we’ve been blessed with, and it turned out that she is a true born and bred Cornish woman who had lived her whole life in this part of Cornwall, where the house she presently lives in belonged to her grandparents. A rare thing these days as many of the homes in the village are now holiday lets, or vacation retreats for those who can afford them.
The afternoon skies opened themselves to some sun as we wound our way in and out of, and over and under the coastal path to Mevagissey where our accommodations for the evening find us gazing out over its harbor, taking in an imagining the working life upon the sea.