A Fair of Flutterbys.

I went for a really gorgeous walk yesterday but it nearly killed me.  You'll have to have a look a the map profile but one half of it seemed to be vertical. The first ascent was zigzagged so whilst bad wasn't awful, the second ascent was straight up - truly foul.  I'm just being a wimp but it was a hot day and I was on a mission and rushing it, so my own fault really.  I wanted to see if I could walk along the coast path from Polkerris to Polridmouth and back in an hour and a half.  The length of the boys' sailing session.  I couldn't.  It didn't help that I set of late and I think if I had the full 90 minutes I could do it but I'd barely have 10 minutes to stop and paddle my poor feet.

However, I was rewarded by the most gorgoues profusion of butterflies.  They were everywhere, I was positively having to swat them out of the way.  The hot blue skies after two weeks of rain seemed to have signalled party mode, to which all the bees and birds were also invited. The red cinnibar moths were  flashing around with little blues and toirtoisheslls playing catch, darting in and out of the heels of the larger slower red admirals, peacocks and whites.  All to a back drop of slowly sloshing waves and lark song.

The return journey was far easy because I quite sensibly stopped at the top. And of course at the end of it I treated the boys and myself to a Treleavens icecream - I had raspberry pavlova, which this week I managed to eat. Last week Finn dropped his on the floor so I very nobly gave him mine :-)

Next week whilst the boys are sailing Steve and I are going to hire a kayak and row over to Polridmouth and probably stop in a cove along the way; much , much easier.

Only some of the photos are, mine three are stock photos, I just couldn't pin those butterflies down.

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