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A day in the life of a well seasoned walker (and drinker)

Walk, drink, eat, repeat. A simple yet effective mantra for a day well spent.

The morning began with another first-class English breakfast—because nothing fuels a day of adventure quite like a plate stacked with bacon, eggs, and possibly a questionable number of sausages. Fully fortified, we stepped out into the glorious spring sunshine, ready to take on the coastal path.

Now, if you’ve never strolled along this particular stretch of coastline, let me assure you: the views are the kind that make you consider a career as a landscape painter. Simply breathtaking (photos pending, as my laptop is currently enjoying a well-earned break back home).

First stop: Berry Head Hotel. A perfect spot to rest, take in the bay, and, crucially, enjoy the first pint of the day. One could easily linger here indefinitely, but alas, duty (and the promise of more beverages) called.

We pressed on toward the harbour, where the Prince William pub awaited. A “small lunch” was in order, and, as fate would have it, they were serving Jail Ale—a clear sign that a couple of pints were non-negotiable.

Somewhere between pints and pondering life’s mysteries, I found myself acquiring a Sherlock Holmes-style hat. Why? The heart wants what it wants.

With no taxis in sight, we were left with no choice but to walk home—a route that seemed to consist of 90% uphill struggle and 10% questioning my life choices. Seven kilometres later (but mostly uphill, I swear), I collapsed onto the sofa, caught up on the headlines, and indulged in a well-earned mid-afternoon nap.

By 18:30, we were back on our feet, heading into town to meet our friends H & Lybie at the New Quay Inn. Two pints of London Pride later, I was sufficiently restored and ready for the next leg: dinner at Olive. Tapas, wine, and excellent company ensured we dined in style.

There was zero chance of walking back up that monstrous hill, so a taxi was summoned. Unlike earlier in the day, this one actually existed and whisked us home in blissful comfort.

To round off a day of exemplary decision-making, a small nightcap was in order—because if you’re going to repeat the cycle tomorrow, you may as well end today in style.

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