This morning I started with mueseli,fruit and yoghurt, followed by smoked salmon, scrambled eggs and avocado on Turkish bread. Adding the kilometre from the accommodation to the starting gate, thirty kilometres and weather looking hot and sultry. Better than rain and freezing any time. Leaving the beach at Portreath, it was straight up a steep road onto a cliff and then on rocky ground straight down again. Within fifteen minutes I was sweating profusely, whatever that means, believe me I was sweating a lot. Thankfully after another cliff, it levelled out for a number of kilometres and was pleasant. After another cliff, I took advantage of the tide being out and cut out some ups and downs by walking the three mile beach. The problem with that was I had to wade across a small inlet, but it saved me walking all the way round. Besides, it was refreshing to take off my socks and shoes. The book was useless today, and the lack of signs didn’t help either. I’m grateful the locals were always there to guide me. They seem to appear just as you need them. At one inlet, there were seals, but they were hard to spot from far away. Although the last section was up and down, it was on reasonable ground. Early in the day my big toe on my right foot started to give me problems. It became quite painful. Luckily I ignored it, and within an hour it came good. Hopefully it won’t reoccur. I finally arrived in St Ives,which is a real tourist town with a buzzing atmosphere. By the time I walked up the hill, I was happy to find my accommodation at the top of it, and I had a gorgeous uninterupted view of the ocean.