Padstow to Pontsticill Forest

 

WALES – CAM UN

• Padstow 5th June 2014

As with any departure from Padstow, I’ve a pleasant cycle along the Camel Trail towards Bodmin Parkway railway station. This time, an appointment with the Penzance to Paddington (London) train.

First, just the small obstacle of a fallen tree … not so small! No going over, no going round, so remove the panniers, drag them and bike under.

Fortunately the summer is looking like a good’un and long may it continue!

From the Severn Beach end-of-the-line station stop I’ve a pleasantly flat cycle to the Severn Bridge.

Chygarkye Woods to Padstow

 

Cornwall II – Stage 2

• Chygarkye Woods 21th May 2014

I leave what has to be a superb wild-camping spot in Chygarky Woods. The day is bright and dry. Dry always been the key word!

I don’t have to far to go towards my rest day at the YHA Coverack.

Loving the little nested cottages tucked away amongst the Cornish lanes.

Padstow to Chygarkye Woods

 

Cornwall II – Stage 1

• Padstow 18th May 2014

This journey is more about finishing something I started two years ago: Cornwall

Always nice to set off in fine weather. At times, I spend too much time analysing the forthcoming weather patterns. I sit around expecting the forecasted rain, only to be standing in the garden with glorious blue skies.

I try to just get on with it now, but generally, fail miserably … far too much procrastination!

Padstow rests on the mouth of the Camel estuary and the fishing grounds of the Atlantic. In the medieval period Padstow was commonly called Aldestowe (meaning ‘old place’).

As with many journeys I’ve undertaken from here, it all generally starts with the descent onto the Camel Trail.

Tahakopa Valley

Going Nowhere Slowly – A Micro Journey

• Owaka 9th April 2014

I start the day with a dutiful photo outside the The Catlins YHA. Home for the last five months.

Over that time I’ve photographed well over thirty cyclists as they’ve passed through, now it was my turn. At last!

As usual, I’m carrying far too much food for three days. Not one to go hungry me and I might well be hauling too many clothes too!

Thorn Sherpa – Final Build

A coach, three flights, a coach and many hours, my Thorn Sherpa arrives, along with me. Thankfully in one piece to the little town of Owaka, Catlins, New Zealand.

Some minor superficial damage to the box, apart from that, it’s all in good order. A box over a bag any day! Box vs Bag.

Reunited.