Cycle ride to Newlyn

Hosts of golden daffodils in the fields around St Buryan where there was a farmers market and a hunk of pate and a loaf for the journey. The views to Carn Brea where one is afforded a 360 degree panorama of Penwith. Mousehole harbour and the holiday destination of the second home owner. Peculiarly devoid of real life unlike bustling Newlyn which has a real fishing community. Captain Laurence was helping with the painting of three luggers in the old harbour. Each designed with keels for different harbours of Newlyn, Mounts Bay and St Ives. Folk painted the boats and then painted the boats themselves. Lots of arty stuff as the Newlyn tradition lives on. No paella though so a disappointed cyclist journeyed on to Madron and Newbridge up onto the Penwith moors, land that time forgot and mystical monuments and stone circles. The hills were taking their toll so a cuppa at Lee's and a walk with George into the wilderness before a slog in the rain back to Sennen. The bike takes all the effort out of riding so one can enjoy the dramatic landscape. Why bikes need razor seats is a mystery so will get another comfy one from Aldi.