Did Not Disappoint

Leaving Sam at St Nectan’s Glen Paddy and I continued on to the tea room at Morwenstow where we parked and readied ourselves.
We walked out onto the open fields passing a beautiful church, thought to date back to Saxon times The gentle walk took us out to the clifftop and breath-taking views of North Cornwall's coast. Turning left we came to the sign for Hawker's Hut, the refuge of poet Reverend Robert Hawker.
His driftwood hut, in which he sat, smoked opium and wrote poetry is now owned by the National Trust and is their smallest building.
Best known in Cornwall for his poem Song of the Western Men, better known as Trelawney, Cornwall's National Anthem.

Reverend Hawker designed and built the hut himself, using timbers from the Alonzo, a sailing vessel wrecked on the rocks below in 1843.
Like his friends Dickens and Tennyson, who often sat with him here when they were in the area, Hawker was a poet who was inspired by the rugged coastal scenery.

Paddy and I exited the hut and continued on the National Trust circular route, he didn’t seem overly keen on the sheep so they gave each other a wide berth. A coffee for me and ice cream for Paddy at the tea room and it was time to retrace our journey back to Sam at St Nectans Glen.