Can't tell what the weather wants to do yet. This morning was quite foggy but I sense the sun trying to break through. Got to Land's End only to find that the photographer who owns the concession would not arrive until 10:00. The official sign is nothing but a naked pole. Story is people kept nicking the sign so he takes it down each evening. Nothing to do but wait for it.
After finally getting the picture, I retraced my route easterly through Penzance and along the Channel coast to Marazion. Left the coast at this point and began a northeasterly heading through Goldsithney, Praze-an-Beeble and Four Lanes. Here the path turned towards the north through Redruth and Mawla and back to the Atlantic coastal city of Perranporth, about 10 miles below Newquay.
Peddled into Newquay where I spent the night. "Hill" (a 4-letter word!) was the theme of the day! Carbed up on some pasta and beer in preparation for tomorrow's climbs. After today's 65 miles, I slept like a baby.
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