LEJOG Day 2

Day 2 in tres partes divisa est. First was the idyllic Camel Path, along 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. Richard's old schoolfriend Chris, who lives nearby, met us with coffee and biscuits for elevenses (see pic).

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 espression, we declined.

Then Richard 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.

Aplogies if the tracking isn't completely smooth yet, and the presentation of the pix is slightly erratic. 17 more days to get it right