Alarm went off for 7.45 but I never felt so glued to the bed before so couldn’t get up til half 9. Good morning Treyarnon! Got out of bed, and saw a sign “please leave your laundry in the basket at the bottom of the stairs” anything else you’d like me to do? Had some brown bread, PB, sultanas and peanuts for breakfast. Plan was to go on the computer for a couple of hours then head to Padstow for lunch. My old boss also told me of a guy Rick Stein who owns a ton of restaurants in Padstow and he also had a patisserie that was calling me. Computers were £1 for 20 mins, fuck that, just went on for 20 minutes and booked the package for Newquay and the minibus home cause a space had just opened up. Put on all my cycling gear under my jeans and decided to go for a quick walk before setting off. Ended up walking for 3 hours up the coast cause it just felt so much better than cycling. Got as far as a lighthouse and back.
Treyarnon Bay
Along the way I started to get warmed up and the padded shorts were really making me uncomfortable again. It had to be done, right there on top of a cliff I had to strip down to my boxers to get them stupid shorts off.
One: this isn’t a car park, its grass. Two: there’s nowhere to pay. Three: can’t you just go for a nice walk without this bullshit?
About 20 yards from the hostel I slipped in the grass. The way I was going I should have just landed on my back but somehow I spun around and landed in the press up position and wrecked my only jeans. Nice, my only pair of jeans were filthy for the weekend.
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