Gwithian

Friday morning was I think one of our best the weather was fine and the route terrific. This contrasted with yesterday morning which we ageed was probably the worst - terrible wind (nothing to do with James's obsession with having baked beans twice a day), heavy rain and wicked hills.
We left Bodmin and it started to rain immediately, at least the wind wasn't too bad. More hills. Then, following our planned route we encountered a problem in that they've closed the old A30. The consyruction manager who refused us permission to pass through criticised us for having out of date maps. They only opened the new road three weeks ago for goodness sake.
We rerouted through a village called Roche and what a mistake that was. Never ever listen to helpful old ladies who want to give route advice as they just understand what it's like to cycle. They, two separate ladies, sent us the longest, least direct and hilliest way possible. Plus the area is ugly beyond belief. By the time we got to the vicinity of Indian Queens we'd travelled twice as far as necessary and were seriously knackered and hacked off. James's phone went off 3 times as he sought to meet up with Karen in a McDonalds. This we finally did having spent 90 minutes travelling 10 miles and getting drenched. A quick cheeseburger and we were ready to press on. James was ready to aim for a halfway unscheduled stopover but I convinced him we could reach our goal.
It's too late now so signing off.
Suffice to say we made it safely to Gwithian.