Well, I made the first day, even arriving on schedule! I found the whole thing surprisingly tiring. Sitting on your bum all day really takes it out of you.
I had to step out of my comfort zone, which is roughly the size of an ant’s bottom hole, several times. I had to ASK people things. If you know me, you’ll know I’m not an asker. I missed a connection in Truro because of roadworks and had to reroute. (I initially thought “I’ll just wait for the next one”, but they only run every 3 hours; Toto, we’re not in London anymore)
The weather was mainly rainy so I didn’t get many views but my reroute did mean I got to see a steam train at Bodmin Parkway. I also saw a very sweary, angry, crying lady there. I gave her my tissues.
There were plenty of signs around in Cornish. I think it must be related to Welsh, looked similarly unintelligible to me. In my opinion it’s great that they’re promoting the language, but I’m a nerd. The wheels on the buses still go round and round but the bells on the buses make a gentle multi-note tinkling sound, not the abrupt ting I’m used to.
Did I see the best of Torquay? Probably not. It was past 8pm when I got there, so once I’d found somewhere to eat; a very good fish & chip restaurant, it was late and Torquay appeared to be full of rowdy stag and hens. No matter. I was tired but happy. Bristol is my next destination.
For those that are interested my route was:
Land’s End – St. Ives – Truro – Mount Folly – Bodmin Parkway – Plymouth – Torquay. Left Land’s End at 9.46, arrived Torquay at 20.10.