Land's End is a strange place! Car parks, tat-shops and nothing much else other than the iconic signpost around which we gathered to make a little film about our challenge!
Cornwall though is stunningly beautiful. It was an absolute joy to ride through the sun-drenched country and see so many places I had visited as a child on famiy holidays. Stewart and I soon got into a rythym and started to plough through the miles, and I figured out how to use the navigation system on my phone! Cornwall is relentlessly hilly though and although Day 1 was one of the shorter rides planned in terms of miles; the 6000+ft of ascent (some of it steep) made it a hefty challenge.
My wife met us at the cafe at Trellisick Gardens, where we fuelled up and refilled water bottles before running down to the King Harry Ferry over the River Fal. There we met a lovely couple of cyclists who asked about our trip and donated to the Vine Trust Fund in Julia's memory.
Along by the sea, by old tin mines, though stunning villages, over hills and eventually to the delightful village of Fowey and our pub for the night. Fowey is another place full of happy childhood memories for me, and it didn't dissapoint. One lady seeing our LEJOG shirts said, "One more day to go - nearly there!!" and I replied - actually we're going North, we're one day in! She looked as crestfallen as I felt!
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