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Even in the ever sunny Cornwall there are grey drizzly days which are ideal for walking and getting lost in the labyrinthian lanes…

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To St. Ives for the traditional pasty and trip to the Tate….

Which concludes with the traditional hot chocolate…

Blustery winds combined with hills was enough to abandon the bike. As my daily stride count had fallen well below the 20,000 average it was time for a stroll to Gwithian. On the way one admired the strange crops farmers have these days…

Compared the feeble looking blackberries when compared with their luscious Mancunian cousins…

And here we are….

That seems to have done it….

Note to self: remember to wear shorts for such excursions 😎☀️

Exploring Cornwall on an old bike….

A test run around the lanes past the alpaca farm…

With a bonfire of fleece….

Unlike Manchester where you need to search out a hill there are plenty here which are worth the effort…