Meeting the troops

A spectcular day in Cornwall yesterday.

Driving down from a beautiful slow morning in St Ives we headed for the tiny fishing village of Cadgwith where people are still actively fishing and crabbing as they have for centuries.

We were intrigued by the name so just had to stop into Mousehole (pronounced Mawsle) with its thatched fishermen’s huts on the side of a steep gulley leading down to the sea.

We drove further out to The Lizard passing a few of the places where they filmed the Poldark series (for those of you who are English period drama tragics like me)

We also unknowingly drove right passed the place where the Doc Martin series was filmed. Anyway enough of the English TV programs.

Then on to Penzance (a surprisingly big town) and not a pirate in sight. Our final destination was a tiny town called St Just.(which also lays claim to being the most westerly point in England along with Lands End. (I think there is a bit of controvacy).

The relics of the tin mining era abound in Cornwall and make for a poignant landscape.

So today we met the majority of the other people who will be doing the trip. As it turns out the Aussies dominate the numbers. As well as the seven of us from Brisbane/Noosa (Col, Chris and Ann, Gail and Ross, and Rod and I) there is another woman from Melbourne (Mary). Then there is Sue and Murray from NZ, Lyn and Laurence and Nigel from the UK, and Lauren from the US. Just a couple more to meet tonight when we all get together for dinner, briefing and bike set up (in that order so i think we’ll be there until midnight!)

It has been confirmed by our leaders that the worst hills on the trip are in the first two days! Yahoo I can’t wait! Not!

By the time I write again tomorrow (if I’m capable) I’ll be a LandsEnd to John O’Groates virgin no longer and I’ll have a much better idea of what I’ve let myself in for…