I do beleive that rest days are necessary, but the further down the path you travel the greater the desire to get out again. So kicking heals a bit today, in a lovely hotel, The Lugger, in a magical setting in Portloe. Sam departed at 06.30 this morning, which was 40 minutes after the fishermen set their boats on the water outside my window. Time and tide waits for no man, and it all looked like the best job in the world on a calm sea in shimmering sunshine so soon after dawn. But these men and women go out in all sea states, and in all weather to earn a living from their catch. The time I have had on this journey gives you time to reflect and I have nothing but admiration for everyone who makes their own way of living, no matter what that entails. Today in Portloe was the “blessing of the fisherman” day and the locals gathered near high tide to give their blessing to those who go out on the seas. The week has seen me pass the halfway marker, meet more amazing people, share some special time with my son, and look back at where I have come from, in every sense. I do love this journey, this Country and most of the people, and I beleive that we should reflect more often on what we have together.

Tonight I have been joined by Iain Newman, who is a major part of the inspiration for me taking this on. Iain joins us at Twickenham and we always have some fun times together, he completed the path over 15 years ago and always assured me that if I took it on he would join me at some point.