The last couple of days have been amongst the toughest. Narrow edge of cliff walking, which is not for the faint hearted. Lots of steep ascents and dangerous descents and today some rock climbing thrown in to make it more difficult. There were some flat bits,and sand dunes.  Another tough day tomorrow and then a day off. I’m looking forward to that. This part of the coast is a lot different. It should be called the granite coast.Huge granite boulders all over the path, probably from land slips over the years, sometimes trying to clamber around them, other times climbing over them,usually right on the edge. Sometimes shits are trumps. But the views are sensational, no argument there. Definitely so much more beautiful under blue skies. And it’s hot. I’m drinking more water than ever before. I’m carrying three bottles, and I’m still having to drink beer at the end of the day to rehydrate. Unfortunately my days are starting a lot earlier and finishing later, as I have to use public transport to get from the accommodation to the path. Accommodation is getting scarce even miles away from the coast as everyone from all over England and beyond are coming to enjoy the best summer in years. Also, this sends prices sky rocketing. I’ve just heard that school holidays start next week, so I doubt whether I will be able to get anything. Last night I stayed in a tent. Supposed to be Glamping, which is a fancy term for camping. I had a lot of trouble finding this place, out in the middle of a paddock in the middle of nowhere. A half hour on the bus and twenty minutes to walk there. No host to greet you and no towel or linen. Won’t be falling for that trick again. Oh!,and a shower out side that read,water should get warm. It was just warm. Hate to be here in the winter. I was the only one there. Then this morning, I had to walk an extra hour as the first bus wasn’t coming to nine am. A five thirty am start was nice, as the weather was still quite cool.I caught a bus after a twenty km hike to Porthcurno, to my accommodation at Sennen, and thankfully it was only five minutes walking. I hope there is a bus in the morning, or I will have an hour and a half walk back to Porthcurno to reach my start point. My shins are feeling numb from the gores scratching my legs. I must have an allergic reaction. People I spoke to had savage mosquito bite marks. Obviously they don’t like aussies, as so far I have not had that problem.