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Sunday 4 March 2012

Chapel Porth (again)

A blustery north-west wind and bright sunshine means you should walk on a northern cliff. We set off in search of a beacon, a headland and the world's greatest mushroom croque (think garlic and clotted cream). And there was, unsurprisingly, not a swimmer in sight.

3.9 miles at 2.5 mph and some rugby to watch while I doze in front of the box.