David Newman Andy Prideaux and myself
There was only three of us at Torpoint, the start where we met a young cyclist with his child in baby seat on the back of the bike. He followed us to Tregantle Fort, where he turned left to make his way to Whitsands Bay and we made our way to the cafe at Seaton and meeting John from Callington with the Liskeard club.
After a pleasant stop, Andy left us to make his way back and now the two of us continued on to sea front at Looe where we watched the holiday makers being mugged by the sea gulls. On the return journey we followed the Looe valley train line to Trewidland and then turning right through to Widegates and Hessenford. Here turning left up the steep narrow lane to Trerulefoot, where David said his good byes and return to Saltash. I then made my way through St Germans back to the start after covering forty miles on a sunny day with good company.
Graham
There was only three of us at Torpoint, the start where we met a young cyclist with his child in baby seat on the back of the bike. He followed us to Tregantle Fort, where he turned left to make his way to Whitsands Bay and we made our way to the cafe at Seaton and meeting John from Callington with the Liskeard club.
After a pleasant stop, Andy left us to make his way back and now the two of us continued on to sea front at Looe where we watched the holiday makers being mugged by the sea gulls. On the return journey we followed the Looe valley train line to Trewidland and then turning right through to Widegates and Hessenford. Here turning left up the steep narrow lane to Trerulefoot, where David said his good byes and return to Saltash. I then made my way through St Germans back to the start after covering forty miles on a sunny day with good company.
Graham
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