Day 89: Coxhill to Crowntown
📏 Distance: 18.01 miles (29.13 km)
🌦️ Weather: Warm throughout, with mist and drizzle at both ends of the day
⏰ Start Time: 09:38 | Finish Time: 17:23
Today was truly special. My two sons, Christopher and Jonathan, along with Adam, joined me on the walk from Coxhill to Crowntown — something I hadn’t anticipated but deeply appreciated. It was a joy to have family alongside me this close to the end of my journey.
We began by following quiet country lanes, avoiding the increasingly impassable footpaths that have become a recurring challenge. This approach worked well, and I plan to stick with it for the remaining days of the walk.
By mid-morning, we reached a lovely little café at the end of the Miners’ Trail. Jonathan treated himself to a cream tea, while Chris enjoyed a hearty bacon sandwich. The owner was incredibly welcoming and insisted on taking our photograph before we continued
A little while later, we stumbled upon the Yarg Cheese factory. We left some flyers there and, to they kindly offered free ice cream or a drink — a gesture we gratefully accepted!
The next stretch involved some road walking, but eventually we decided to attempt a detour along a footpath. Unfortunately, as has happened before, it was hopelessly overgrown. We had to hack our way through dense undergrowth before eventually connecting with a farm track where we stopped for lunch.
Later, we followed a bridleway shown clearly on the map, only to find no clear entrance. Undeterred, we crossed a field, climbed a gate, and joined the path — which, at first, had been nicely mown. Sadly, this was short-lived. The path soon vanished into thick undergrowth once again. After climbing a wall and crossing field, we finally found a track that led us to the road — and our parked car.
Despite the unexpected obstacles and a longer route than planned, I think we all enjoyed the day. Walking with my sons made it particularly meaningful, and made up for the frustrations.
Tomorrow is the penultimate day of this three-month adventure. I’ll be heading to Penzance, once again sticking to the lanes rather than taking on the wild and unruly footpaths.
