We've been here before, but this time what came next was more successfull.
Bike is ready to board the ten thirty-ish to Penzance.
And I'm ready too, with caffeine drink in a slightly leaky mug.
Taunton arrived - almost as quickly as the snack cart.
It was slower after Exeter, but the views are something special.
And the reading was just as good.
Too soon, Bodmin Parkway arrived. Luckily mine was the only bike, so I was able to wrangle it out of the rack with only 5 minutes of hassle (oh to be a fly-on-the-wall for the user research that never happened when this wasn't designed)
The route from Parkway station into Bodmin is a wonderful ride through the woodland around Lanhydroc. There's lots of trails here to explore, and on reflection, this might have been a tad over ambitious on a single-speed.
After the woods is a dog-leg to get across the A30 Bodmin Bypass and then down into Bodmin to pick up the Camel Trail.
The trail was almost deserted, a big change from the summer when it's packed wheel-to-wheel. Unlike the summer there was plenty of places in the Wadebridge bike racks... but the coffee place I'd found last time was shut.
I made it just before the rain, but managed to get soaked picking up some supplies. But at least I managed a selfie to prove to F that I'd made it ;-)
Going back might take a little longer...
90 minutes after the usual time for tea and Ewok was giving up. Yogi tried to encourage him to stay, but Ewok was adamant that he was off. Just as soon as the front door opened.
In a distributed-first, post-pandemic (ish), way of working, coming together as a team occasionally is something to cherish.
And an opportunity to put your kids up on a big screen.A week in Stockholm hotels. Plural, for reasons.
4 days in 6 with early morning running views.I was after a couple of copies. But, it was out of print. I tracked down one copy online at Blackwell's and asked them to reserve it. When I went to pick it up I stumbled on their 25 missing copies, shelved under business strategy. I then went to Sweden and forgot to give them to the people I'd got them for. Duh!
The space where my bike should have been.
Some highlights...
...and it's never been a bad day to ride
Helping the neighbours with some bottles, a reminder of what we were up to when the wine went into that bottle.
Clearing sky. Resting on a bin, in a post-dinner stroll around the harbour. This something at night could become a trend.
Padstow looks like, well, Padstow, even on a cloudy morning.
Look closely and you can see the stormy clouds brewing over the distant moor. As ever though, the boys made the most of it. Can you spot Yogi?Up with the sun, which is getting easier these days, for a stretch with the boys.
A walk from Padstow to Stepper Point Quarry.
War Memorial. Across to Hawker's Cove. Stepper Point from the Quarry. The bog garden at the south edge of the quarry. Hawker's Cove as the tide drops.