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bike42 · 7 months

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Wednesday September 27, 2023 - Day 4

Due to “hurricane fragments,” the morning part of the hike was cut out. It had rained a bit overnight, but wasn’t raining when we set out just after 9am.

Shuttle 45 min to Hemmick Bay - plan to hike up to Dodman (Deadman’s) Peak (400 ft), dangerous part of the coast (for boats, not hikers). We met Mike in the parking lot, near Lower Penare Farmhouse, where his Great Gran was born. Six branches of his family lived here when he was a child. They lived self sufficiently - no running water, electricity or gas until the 70s.

We walked through a mile long “Iron Age Ditch” more than 2000 years old (500BC). They think it was a hill fort, as it’s a fabulous defensive position, but there is no evidence that people lived within the fort. The trench was fantastic. In spots, it had been cut away to give farmers access to fields on either side, so we could see the underlying rock level with massive hedges on top.

At the top was a large granite Cross, erected in 1896 as a monument to seafarers that wrecked on the rocks below but were able to scale the cliffs up here to safety. It was thought this hill might possess some special mystical powers.

Near the cross was Coast Guard watch hut / signal station from 1810 - Napoleanic Wars. Had a system of large posts they’d raise flags that could be seen at the next station. Watching for invaders and smugglers (before free trade). For over 100 years, smuggling was a big industry here. Legend says Cornish had donkeys with lights that would lure ships to wreck. Wrecking / recovering from a wrecked ship was an industry as well. Mike says his family are caretakers of the hut, and inside someone had inscribed a nice tribute to Mike himself on the wall! The hut was fenced in to keep the Dartmore wild ponies outside the hut! We saw about 5 and Jeff pulled an apple out of his pack and fed it to a couple of them. They were skittish, but they took the apple from his hand!

We stopped for Lunch at Gorran Haven beach - famous fish n chips shop. This is Mike’s home town and after lunch we did a walking tour with Mike around town. Mike had talked about rowing, and he showed us the boat he rows in on the beach. It’s called “Gig Rowing” and the name comes from racing out to a boat to be able to ferry the captain, therefore “winning” the gig. There were a few people with dogs on the beach, but the wind was growing quite strong, and even though the harbor was quite protected, the waves were serious. The Quay was built in 1818, and it was primarily a fishing harbor.

Next he took us to St Just Church - built by a lovable pirate, foundation goes back to 1200, most of the rest of it is from the 1400s. Methodism took roots in Cornwall, and this church fell into a state of disrepair. In the 1880’s the Church of England was revived church was rebuilt (it had been used to store fisherman supplies).

Walking tour continued through a tiny little street that has been restored to the cobblestones of the 1800’s, complete with the trough where sewage would run downhill. Mike pointed out the cottages are built with an outside stair kneading to the second story. Typically, the family lived up there and fishing supplies and sardine presses were stored down below. We stopped at the Mermaid Cafe, where most of us got an ice cream cone to go, and then we resumed walking uphill.

It had been windy all day, but after lunch we had periodic episodes of rain and the wind picked up significantly. I put on my rain coat, but not my rain pants or gaiters. It was quite warm, and when the rain came, it came sideways! I tried to take a video, but was unable to hold my phone still! I’d never hiked in wind like that, and while we were on a ridge over a cliff, the wind was blowing us away from the cliff so it didn’t feel unsafe. It was actually fun and I was laughing so hard. You had to stay low and move strategically - planting your poles hard and only lifting your foot after you had a secure pole plant. I didn’t see the wind blow anyone over, but it sure felt like that could happen!

Eventually, we turned and headed downhill and the gusts weren’t so bad. We passed a small beach with a boat launch and there were three seals there riding the waves.

Eventually, we arrived in Mevagissey where we said goodbye to Mike. It was fantastic to have him along to teach us about Cornish history and culture. We met up with the van that had driven some of our tour mates from lunch to town. There were two spots on the van heading to the hotel, but Drake had just had a fall and needed to have his arm iced and bandaged so we let him and Karen go. The other van was giving us time to shop, which we didn’t feel the need to do, so we headed into a pub and had a whisky. From Mevagissey, we were supposed to have a 45 minute boat ride to Fowey, but the ferry wasn’t running due to the high winds. Instead, we had a 45 minute van ride. I was surprised the area we drove through was so developed, we’ve just been in these quaint little villages!

Foley is a Commercial sea port with a big harbor. We checked into the Fowey Harbour Hotel, a sister property to our first hotel. Happy to see complimentary gin in the room again! Quick showers, then we were back down for Sian, a

Storyteller who they’ve arranged to entertain us tonight! Sian told us that Cornwall is a place of legends! She told several stories of Giants; one that lived at St Michael's Mount that was killed by Jack the Giant Slayer. She also told us about Piske (pixey) that live in the forest … you can be piske-led / and need carry salt or turn a piece of clothing inside out to keep safe. Finally, she told a few tales of Mermaids, including the story of that “Sand Dume” that Perry had told us a few days ago!

We were on our own for dinner, so Jeff and I walked down to the village where there were lots of options. We settled on a pizzeria where we split an arugula (rocket) salad, pizza and half bottle of wine. We had a nice buzz on then, and ran into Kathy & Henry who helped lead us back to the hotel!

I’m working hard to stay in the moment, but I can’t keep my thoughts away from the end of this trip. We’ll layover in Atlanta for six nights as the BrightStar Owners Conference starts there on Tuesday (Monday for Jeff’s Performance Group) and it didn’t make sense to fly Atlanta to Madison and then back to Atlanta the next day! The BrightStar annual meeting has always been a highlight for me, however it’ll be a lot different for us this year given that we’ve sold our HomeCare franchises back to BrightStar and are the only franchisees of BrightStar Senior Living. As I’ve been hiking I’ve been thinking about how different it’ll be and how other owners may react to us this year in our different status.

I also found myself for the first time missing “home” and family. Wondering how my plants are doing, wondering what’s going on at our Lake Home and sorry to miss our first “fall” season change up there. One of the best benefits of travel might just be the appreciation of “home.”

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yelizardking · 4 years

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We need some help

I can only help you hurt yourself

I threw it all down the wishing well

Don't throw it all down the wishing well

Don't just say that we're gonna get there

Show me where, show me where

#musings.#music.#bear's den #napolean - fragments #Spotify

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myriadimagines · 7 years

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We’re Never Coming Down

The Man From U.N.C.L.E. One Shot

Characters: [FEMALE] Reader x Napoleon Solo

Warnings: swearing, alcohol consumption and fighting

Request: “Can you do a one shot about Napolean and his sister before he got arrested and them going on a roadtrip just like they used to as kids?” - anonymous

Word Count: 1,889

A/N: the song i used lyrics from is REVO by Walk Off The Earth. Hope you liked it! this fic makes me wanna go on a roadtrip SO BAD someone do it with me

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Napoleon leaned against the car, soaking up the sunlight as he waited outside your house. He reached through the open car window to grab his sunglasses on the dashboard, and slipped them on after winking at a group of women who had just strolled past. Clearing your throat, Napoleon’s head snapped forward to face you as you rolled your eyes, an amused grin on your face.

“Just can’t keep your eyes to yourself, can you, brother?” you teased as you tossed your backpack at him. He caught it deftly, chuckling to himself as he moved to the back of the car and put your bag in the trunk. You got into the passenger seat and checked your reflection in the rearview mirror, adjusting your own sunglasses as Napoleon got into the driver’s seat besides you.

“Ready, sis?” he asked as you popped your feet up onto the dashboard and turned on the radio.

“Always.” you tilted your head to give Napoleon a goofy smile, which he returned. He ignited the engine, and you reached over to turn up the volume, waving your arms to the music. He laughed as you rolled down the window and stuck your head out and yelled, “It’s time for the Solo road trip, bitches!”

Napoleon rolled his own window down and cheered loudly, one arm around your chair as he lazily draped the other arm over the steering wheel. He navigated the car out of your neighbourhood and onto the main road, smiling to himself as he listened to you sing loudly to the radio.

“Close your eyes and take my hand,” you sang, giddily grabbing Napoleon’s arm. He grinned as he grabbed your hand, and you raised your intertwined hands up. “Throw out what the teacher said.”

“The revolution’s in my head.” Napoleon joined in with you, and you smiled widely. “The revolution’s in my head…”

“Raise the mast and set your sails.” the two of you sang loudly together

“Just say when.” you lowered your voice to match the song, chanting the phrase as it got louder and louder, before pausing and looking at Napoleon.

“Go!” the both of you yelled with the song. You laughed as Napoleon punched his fist into the air, full of enthusiasm. You felt as if there was something elated in your chest, finally being reunited with your brother, and going on a roadtrip.

When the two of you were younger, your parents used to take you on road trips all the time. The ‘Solo road trip’, as they called it, and you were always looking forward to it every year. As the two of you got older and moved around the world for college and jobs, you started going on roadtrips less and less. But this year, since Napoleon was in town, the two of you decided to relive old memories and travel across America. You couldn’t explain the ecstatic emotion you were feeling as you watched Napoleon waving his hand through the summer air. The wind tangled in your hair, and the sunlight basked both your faces in a bright glow.

“I’ve got a fever that I can’t control,” Napoleon sung, his voice booming. “I’m knee-deep and I don’t even know my name…”

“I forgot about it!” you finished the lyrics, and Napoleon reached over to ruffle your hair as you laughed and shoved him away. You leaned out the window, gazing at the mountains that lined the road. You remembered you used to name the mountains with Napoleon to pass the time, and you grinned and gave him a nudge.

“That one’s called Jake.” you pointed at a mountain on his side.

“And that’s Marisa.” Napoleon responded, without missing a beat, pointing at a mountain on your side. Grinning, you rested your chin in your hand as you began to formulate a story.

“She’s Jake’s sister, but they were separated by a cruel twist of fate.” you said dramatically, and you could see the corners of Napoleon’s mouth twitch in amusement.

“There was a massive earthquake.” Napoleon added on, and you grinned. “And slowly but surely, they drifted further and further away.”

“This miss each other very dearly.” you finished, and there was a pause before Napoleon finally spoke.

“I missed this, y/n.” Napoleon sighed as the car zoomed down the road. “Why haven’t we done this earlier?”

“Well, we’re doing it now.” you grinned as you puffed out your chest. “And I missed you too, brother. What have you been up to?”

You looked at Napoleon expectantly, and he didn’t respond. He didn’t particularly like talking about his profession with you, as he always felt somewhat ashamed of himself. He never felt that way while he was stealing, but he always felt like he should set a good example for you. You never criticized him in any way, yet Napoleon still felt unsure.

“Hey, we’re out here to unwind and just lose ourselves, right?” Napoleon finally piped up, and you gave him a small smile. “No talk about work. Let’s have fun.”

“Yes, sir.” you saluted, and Napoleon laughed as you leaned back to check your phone. “Let’s find something to eat, I’m starving.”

“Direct me to some food then, navigator.” Napoleon sat up straighter, and you grinned as you checked the maps on your phone and pointed forward.

“Go forth!”

The both of you never particularly liked fast food, but it didn’t matter as you entered the small diner pumped full of energy and songs. The two of you were still singing as you sat down at a booth, some of the people staring at you.

“Is it too much to ask if you’ve settled down and found a girlfriend?” you asked teasingly after the two of you ordered some food. Napoleon smirked, leaning back.

“How’s your dating life going?” he asked instead, and you shrugged.

“I’ve gone on a few dates, but don’t seem to click with anyone.” you sighed, and Napoleon grinned and leaned forward.

“Just take your time, y/n.” he reassured you. “You’ll meet someone.”

“I don’t think you’re qualified to give me dating advice, Leon.” you laughed, and Napoleon smiled slightly upon hearing you call him by his nickname. “I don’t think you’ve ever had a girlfriend for more than a week. Do you know how many girls have come crying to me asking about why you’ve stopped seeing them?”

“I just don’t seem to click with anyone.” Napoleon gave you a goofy smile as he repeated your words, and you reached across the table to give him a shove as the waitress came with your food. He smirked and nudged his chin at the huge burger you had ordered and remarked, “Ten bucks says you can’t finish it.”

You popped a fry in your mouth before tossing one at him, which he quickly leaned forward to catch with his mouth. He gave you a triumphant grin as you bit into the burger and shot back, “Watch me.”

“You can spend the ten dollars you just lost buying me a drink.” you punched Napoleon playfully on the shoulder as the car tore down the almost empty road. Scrolling through your phone, you continued, “There should be a small town down the road we can stop at for the night. Plus, there’s a bar.”

“You looked like you were going to puke, y/n.” Napoleon rolled his eyes but laughed. “Literally, I thought you were going to vomit everything back up as you took the last bite.”

“But who’s ten dollars richer now?” you interrupted, and Napoleon sighed. “That’s right -- me.”

You stuck your head out the window, your hair billowing behind you as you watched the sunset. Both you and Napoleon smiled as you watched the colors of the sky merging together, showering the road in the dimming sunlight. You leaned forward as you saw the shadows of buildings up ahead, and excitedly pointed at it.

“There’s our stop for tonight.” you grinned, and Napoleon pulled the car over and the two of you hopped out. Grabbing your backpacks from the trunk, the two of you wandered into the closest bar. You squeezed past the crowds of people and headed for the bartender. Napoleon ordered two drinks as you looked over your shoulder and made eye contact with a man at the other end of the room. He smirked as you quickly turned away, edging a little closer to Napoleon. He handed you a drink, which you quickly swallowed down.

“Easy,” Napoleon laughed as he sipped his drink. “Don’t get too drunk. I’m going to go check us in at a hostel.”

Shrugging, you waved the bartender down to order more drinks as you began to dance to the music playing. Napoleon smirked as he watched you dance your way to the middle of the room, closing your eyes as you moved around. You suddenly noticed the man from earlier besides you.

“Hey,” he greeted, and you simply nodded. “You from around here?”

“No…” you said slowly, looking over at Napoleon for help, but he was already gone. Sighing, you looked away from the man and continued dancing.

“What’s your name?” the man asked again, grabbing your arm and spinning you around to face him. Jerking your arm away, you wrinkled your nose.

“None of your business.” you shot back, and you could see the man’s face contort in anger as he leaned closer. He suddenly grabbed you, and you tried to shove him away, but his grip on you was strong. You were about to yell for help when the man suddenly shot backwards, and you looked up to see Napoleon grabbing the man by the collar.

“Angry boyfriend?” the man chuckled, seemingly unfazed. Napoleon didn’t smile back as he tightened his grip.

“No, just her brother.” he corrected, and the man’s smile faltered. “And you should never mess with my sister.”

Napoleon punched the man, hard, across the face, and the bar erupted into shouts and people scrambling all over the place. Grabbing your wrist, Napoleon quickly picked up your bags and headed for the door, rushing you to the hostel. He hurried you into the room, dropping your bags down on the floor.

“Did you get hurt?” he asked, looking you up and down as you shook your head. “Dammit, I shouldn’t have left you alone.”

“Hey,” you lightly shoved him. “It’s not your fault.”

“Maybe this was a bad idea. Maybe we should go back down to your neighborhood and I’ll drop you off at your place.” Napoleon suddenly blurted, and you flinched. “What if someone harasses you again and I’m not there? What if something bad happens on this road trip and I-”

“Leon!” you grabbed his shoulders, and he looked up at you. “We’re Solos, we can handle anything! And besides, I’ve had so much fun already on this first day, I don’t want to stop.”

Napoleon smiled at you, and you smiled back as you gave him a little shake.

“I’m finally with my brother again.” you said softly. “What more could I ask for?”

There was a silence before Napoleon softly began to sing, “Hey, hey, you know we’re never coming down.”

“The revolution’s in my head…” you joined in, dragging out the last word before the two of you loudly chorused.

“You know we’re never coming down.”

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chooseyourtour-blog · 5 years

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