Sat. 1st Oct. 2011:South Haven Point, Studland Bay

Tuesday 20 September 2011

Day 19. Tues.20.9.11 Falmouth to Gorran Haven

Due to the social intervention of family and friends plus my appointment with the Plymouth miracle worker, this section, like others, is out of sync. with the blog schedule but rest assured that every inch of the Path has been well trodden by me. Today's stint from Falmouth to Gorran Haven was noteworthy for all the wrong reasons, i.e., non-stop rain ALL day (is this now getting boring or what?), slippery, slithering, muddy surfaces everywhere, no mobile signal availability, son of Achilles was seeking revenge, and worst of all, somebody put too little salt in the porridge!
Speaking of which, hands up all those who think they should hear more about the back-up team and its utterly indispensable contribution to the whole campaign? We've heard quite enough about the prancing prima donna from Camberley, so let's shine the light for a moment or two on the distaff side and what she is providing.

First and foremost Pat is the administrator extraordinaire organising all the accommodation along the Coast Path often at reduced if not zero rates. Transport also comes within her remit as she scours the lanes of the South West Peninsula in search for her missing husband, often to be found in some isolated pub having played the emotional card to obtain a pint, free, gratis and for nothing. She's the chief taxi-driver fetching and carrying me hither and  thither: she's the chief cook and head bottle-washer, clothes washer, ironer, shopper and general factotum. And last but not least she is also my personal physiotherapist, having been given a couple of lessons by Phidippides Phil (see previous blog) on how to inflict maximum pain on her spouse's Achilles heel. So, all in all it's fair to say that I simply could not undertake this challenge on my own and without Pat's colossal support there would have been no gallivanting around the South West Coast Path and no swelling of the GOSH coffers. So, many thanks Tricia and look out for some material recognition coming your way, soon.(A new mop for cleaning the floor, perhaps?)

3 comments:

  1. So glad you have found a good Fizzio Jack lets hope that achilles keeps calm till the end ! Well done you too Pat me thinks a new mop head could come in useful for giving a certain mad man a good smack ----after the run of course ! No a nice relaxing holiday in the sun seems a better recognition for all your hard work --no wind --no rain I bet it's hard to imagine eh Pat ! Keep on Runnin!

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  2. Hi Jack, it's Ben ,we met on the Rock-Padstow ferry. Since then I walked with my brother from Padstow to Lands End and we thought of you every day. Been catching up with your blog while staying with my young son at the John Radcliffe hospital in Oxford - great stuff and full of admiration of what you are doing and such a great cause. On Sunday I'll be doing my 35-mile run from Oxford to our home - a mere walk in the park for you! - but at least on Monday I'll get to put my feet up all day. Keep it up.

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  3. Good to see you're making good progress despite all the aches and pains - but Jack - how could you!! I agree Pam, we ladies must stick together. Pat you have our support for nothing less than a spot of sunshine sometime very soon.
    Keep up the dashing Jack. All the best Dave & Lorna

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