This journey is more about finishing something I started two years ago: Cornwall
Always nice to set off in fine weather. At times, I spend too much time analysing the forthcoming weather patterns. I sit around expecting the forecasted rain, only to be standing in the garden with glorious blue skies.
I try to just get on with it now, but generally, fail miserably … far too much procrastination!
Padstow rests on the mouth of the Camel estuary and the fishing grounds of the Atlantic. In the medieval period Padstow was commonly called Aldestowe (meaning ‘old place’).
As with many journeys I’ve undertaken from here, it all generally starts with the descent onto the Camel Trail.
After two and a half years of uneventful commuting (The Commute) on my trusty ‘Cannondale Bad Boy’, with no falls/tumbles/spills as yet, that period came to an end on; Tuesday 11th July 2012 at 2215hrs.
Any cycle that is uneventful in regards to calamities is a good cycle. Until Mr Badger materialized!
Wherever I venture out on one of my bicycles when it’s raining, which is generally everywhere, due to not owning a car, or come to that, any wish too. I’m usually greeted with, ‘Your Wet’! I do hope this is not a reflection on my personality, or just how I come across!
I continually struggle to understand why the plugged-in masses have an aversion to rain!