Cornwall

I wake just before 5am, expecting to be surrounded by sheep, but they are hidden by the mist. It is damp, the tent heavy with early morning dew. I had a sleeping companion; a tick is crawling on the floor. […]

The mid-morning ferry carries me across the River Tamar and I step off into Cornwall. The path immediately winds through the attractive grounds of Mount Edgcumbe House. It’s a scorching morning, so I cool down with a pint of Dartmoor