Stannon Moor Circular Walk on Bodmin Moor
As I said earlier, on Saturday I had intended going to the St. Ives Tate, but foolishly gave up my park to pick up my bags. After 40 minutes driving in narrow crowded streets I was still park-less. Not feeling very much like a pilgrim and just a grumpy old man, I set off for Newquay. But I missed a turn and got stuck in stationary traffic caught by big roadworks, that will one day improve the traffic. But not that day. And then I saw I was accidentally headed to Bodmin Moor. There was a walk I wanted to do there to ancient standing stones, balancing stones and craggy hills. So I embraced the opportunity and once again took up the way of the pilgrim and did that instead. Marvelous. What a gift of a day. My legs and feet were not so keen. I stopped in Bodmin for a fruit scone and coffee, and maybe a Cornish pastie. Probably. You get hungry being a pilgrim. And then I set of to find these ancient stones, ones not surrounded by people and that I could touch. It was one of those lear...