The problem was that we could remember leaving Portreath on foot, but could not remember arriving at Hell’s Mouth up behind Godrevy point. There was no alternative, and on a sunny but windy day we set off from Portreath again to see if it jogged any memories.
Fairly soon we came to the horse which we first identified as looking more like a cat. This is just one of the many collapsed pieces of cliff on this section: great chunks of green appear to have been broken off by a giant. More likely, they have been undermined by the great storm seas of winter.
A couple of nasty downies and uppies tested our muscles and endurance but if a Jack Russell and Labrador could do it then so could we.
We missed Crane castle – finding cliff castles is not easy when the gorse is thick – and marched on across Reskajeage downs which were fairly featureless, the views east and west making up for the dullness of the cliff top vegetation. The path was flat and dry, and easy to follow with no surprises.
Just as we were getting into our stride, we found ourselves at the Hell’s Mouth car park where our car was waiting for us. On the way, we had found where we originally turned off on a circular walk through Tehidy Woods. Importantly, however, we could now say that we had covered the stretch from St Agnes to Godrevy without any sense of cheating.