Nice and Easy

Now we’ve gone from huge english breakfasts to zilch. No brekky included. With the thought of another scorcher, we decided to leave early. Nothing in Padstow was going to be open before 8 am. According to the guide book, there would be food until Trevone Bay,an eight km walk. Sounds alright, so off we went at seven am. A slight hill leading out of Padstow on bitumen and then through some long grass past some paddocks with a scare crow kite to a board walk over a marsh. Sounds easy enough. The book made it sound easy with lots of signs. No that didn’t happen. In fact, in the first ten minutes, we looked at the book a number of times, as there were no signs. After twenty five minutes, we walked over the same board walk, and paddock. We had done a big circle.Luckily, we came across a local walking her dog, who pointed us back towards the track. By the time we reached our breakfast town, we had walked at least an extra two kilometres. After a sausage,nice thick bacon and egg on a roll,called a BAP,we left as the day was now warming up. Mostly coastal,and only the odd cliff, we passed, and spoke to many people enjoying their time along the beaches where there are hundreds of holiday shacks. When we reached our destination, I’d already spoken to the host of the accommodation, who instructed me to catch bus number fifty six. As luck would have it, the hourly service arrived seconds after arriving at the bus stop. I asked the bus driver to drop us at the golf course, and that was no problem. He drove straight past the golf course, which was on the top of a great big hill and stopped at the next local village. When I questioned him, he sort of shrugged his shoulders. I was pretty pissed off, but I couldn’t do much about it. Bloody dumb pommy bastard. Anyway, luck returning our way, the bus going the other way saved us about ten minutes later. She was a sweetie after I explained what happened, and took us back for no fee. After checking in, relaxed for a bit, we had to have an early dinner, as the kitchen closed at five pm, which lots of patrons couldn’t work out why, including me. And I didn’t want to wrestle with another bus to go back to the village.