You have hopefully now got a feel for the curious Cornish conundrums that are those phantom phenomena we call paths. In particular, the tenuous relationship between the marking of the path and its actual location.
Good. 'Cos you're going to need to take a few leaps of faith hither and thither. F'r instance, we arrive at 6 on map:-
The path is actually up these peeps drive but if you didn't have the courage of your convictions (or, as we did, the benefit of insider information) you'd probably never find it.
Keep to the left and follow the path up to a stile at the top of the garden.
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