Wednesday 27th January Gale easing to strong W Early fog, cloudy occasional light rain
In the hide at Stithians I wait for the fog to lift. The slavonian grebe is still here and comes quite close.
A party of a dozen or so long-tailed tits are in the bushes next to the hide when suddenly the fog disappears and I can see the opposite shore of the large lake. I am already packed and ready to go.
The day is a mixture of pedalling and pushing as I come across hill after hill along this Cornish road.
I pass through the city of Truro with its prominent cathedral and push on, literally, towards St Austell. I reach there and find the public house I stayed in last year. The bike is stowed away in the same place and I have the same expansive room overlooking the local church with its interesting small statues on the clock tower. I had forgotten that the church bells ring loudly every quarter hour.
26.10 miles 2076 feet elevation up 2388 feet elevation down