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History, both natural and political, bursts from this loop. I once watched a stoat weaving in and out of holes in the hedge beyond The Mouls. Cocooned grubs sometimes wriggle within communal web like sheaths on the leaf stripped brambles. The Mouls is the site of an Iron Age hill fort.

The coastal path is varied. Much of it is reasonably flat. The going turns primitive between The Mouls and Pentire Point. A long gentle descent leads to New Polzeath beyond which the coastal path turns to tarmac.

A route through a caravan site leads to a path running alongside fields. Occasioinal trees add to the atmosphere of near tranqulity.

The loop circumnavigates Pentire Farm, a lonely dwelling with views that must be phenomenal. Pause to consider the work that has won a farm from land like this, from land that gorse would take if it could.

The return route is by a short stretch of road.

ram

Ram on the path

the mouls

The Mouls from The Rumps