First was the idyllic Camel Path, along of the disused railway track from Camelford to St. Austell through an ancient forest by the Camel River with dappled sunlight. Martin said that the best part about it was that it was flat. An old schoolfriend of mine, Chris who lives nearby, met us with coffee and biscuits for "elevenses". This sybaritic idyll was then rudely replaced by a climb onto Bodmin Moor which Peter suggested that Sherlock Holmes would have called a "five piper" (three pipes being the number required by the great man to solve the most intractable of mysteries). Half way up, to use a technical expression, we declined. Then I was attacked once again by the bicycling gremlins, this time with a puncture, which produced an "oh bother" or two. The third part of the day was spent cycling down the Tamar Valley into Devon, interrupted by a heartwarming visit to the local Home Farm Trust in Tregadillet. Finally after a few more wind and limb testing mountains (strangely called hills by the natives) we arrived exhausted at Bridestowe.
Wednesday, 21 May 2008
Day 2 In tres partes divisa sunt (est? erat?)
First was the idyllic Camel Path, along of the disused railway track from Camelford to St. Austell through an ancient forest by the Camel River with dappled sunlight. Martin said that the best part about it was that it was flat. An old schoolfriend of mine, Chris who lives nearby, met us with coffee and biscuits for "elevenses". This sybaritic idyll was then rudely replaced by a climb onto Bodmin Moor which Peter suggested that Sherlock Holmes would have called a "five piper" (three pipes being the number required by the great man to solve the most intractable of mysteries). Half way up, to use a technical expression, we declined. Then I was attacked once again by the bicycling gremlins, this time with a puncture, which produced an "oh bother" or two. The third part of the day was spent cycling down the Tamar Valley into Devon, interrupted by a heartwarming visit to the local Home Farm Trust in Tregadillet. Finally after a few more wind and limb testing mountains (strangely called hills by the natives) we arrived exhausted at Bridestowe.
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Brilliant effort...so far, chaps!
Judging by the number of incidents to date, you will need a cricket team of 12 year olds and a box full of punture outfits.
Image showing age of riders! Suggest purchase lycra shorts and hi-glow striped T-shirts to improve morale on killer hills and impress supporters lining the route! definitely erat now but all good wishes and immer gerade aus from Rodney and the EFCT Trust Appeal Cte sitting at The Hawks'
Keep it up Dad - best to get the technical gremlins out the way early!
As the cockerneys sing:
"My old man said follow the van, but don't dilly dally on the waaay...."
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