Tuesday 11th October

By: Mike

 

Praa Sands to Gunwalloe

Logistics now getting tricky.  It would be two buses to get to Praa Sands with timings uncertain, and it’s a long way for a Newlyn taxi, so we book a taxi from Helston.  I have spotted a possible rendezvous and parking at the Hazlephron Inn.  I thought I heard the driver (on phone) say he knew where to park.  We drive to the Inn and when he turns up, he is a) Lithuanian b) doesn’t know anywhere to park.  I take a chance and tell him to follow me down the road.  And there is a lovely NT car park. As members we can park free.  He takes us back to the Sandbar at Praa Sands. It’s a long way, and the meter ticks up £49.50.  He settles for £40.00 in cash.  The loos are locked, so we are forced to get coffee at the Sandbar. 



It is another beautiful morning and there is a huge temptation to just hang out here.  We resist and set off along the beach. As we walk, a tiny doubt starts to grow.  Yes, I activated my NT members card, but I don’t actually remember retrieving the printed ticket and sticking it on the car. Sure enough, when we get to Gunwalloe, there is no ticket – but no penalty either.  Phew!

We drive home via shopping at the huge Sainsbury outside Penzance. We take pot luck at ‘Mackerel Sky’.  Here the fish is really excellent.  I have John Dory and Chris has battered cod. It’s half the price of the Tolcarne. 



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