We arrived at Tredinney Farm at about 7pm, after negotiating an unmade road more
suited to tractors than overloaded family saloon cars. We ate at Wreckers Inn
near Land's End, and after my second lasagne of the day we returned to the farm
for a last-minute run through of what was going to happen.
This final briefing finished at 11pm, leaving seven hours before breakfast. We ate a relaxed meal, and set off for the start.
The first problem to contend with was at the Land's End Hotel. A pile of luggage and a coach were totally blocking the South Door. Improvisation was called for, and so I started even closer to the cliff than I needed to. I bet Raleigh would have had the muscle to get the coach moved!