11 Participants:
Neil Ault, Richard Burge, Tao Burgess, Jeremy Ford, Stan Ford, Andrew Guy, John Hayes, Michael Jones, Austin Loder, Keir Manning, Paul Oakley
The ride to Shipley Bridge and back across the moor to Buckfastleigh via the Avon Dam and Cross Furzes is always a delight, especially when the weather is as perfect as it was this evening. We had to carefully on the final descent, however, as it was nearly dark.
Sunday 9 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 1 Plymouth to Golant
Sunny but cold
25 miles (▲ 750m ▼ 715m)
6 Participants:Jered Benoit (12, Bushey), Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John (12, High Wycombe), Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
In marked contrast to previous years our junior tour of the Cornish Coast attracted three cyclists from the national advertising but only one from our own Section. Michael’s view was that this would allow everyone to really enjoy the holiday, and his prediction turned out to be absolutely correct.
Matthew, Nick and Jered were already at Crofters after travelling down from London and Reading by train the previous evening. Eliot arrived at 8.30 and the whole crew played computer games until Julian arrived (somewhat late) at 9.45. After loading the six bikes onto our two cars we drove to Plymouth, crossed the Torpoint ferry and parked the cars in prearranged parking spaces in the village of Antony. Now at last the cycling could begin.
Our ride took us along the coast through the sleepy villages of Downderry and Seaton. Here we settled down for lunch in the shade of some trees, but the owner had to come up to satisfy himself that we weren’t doing any damage.
Next stop was the Monkey Sanctuary at the top of the hill. As luck would have it, today was the first day it had opened this year, so when Michael had negotiated a special short-stay entry charge we spent a happy hour watching the woolly monkeys and playing in the adventure park. Matthew almost bought a cuddly toy monkey to match the koala (he called it a mouse) attached to his handlebars, but financial considerations eventually persuaded him to give it a miss on this occasion.
The track descent to Millendreath Beach was fun, although the many steep steps that followed were somewhat less enjoyable. This was Michael’s short-cut to Looe! The section of coastal path that brought us right into the busy fishing village turned out to be great fun, however, so Michael was forgiven.
The Tasty Corner cafe provided us with high-quality refreshments, albeit at a stiff price. Julian was very pleased with the chocolate cake! As we were preparing to leave the village we discovered that the gents' toilets were closed for the season while repairs were effected! We weren’t sure what we were supposed to do, so after we had climbed the very steep hill to the fields above the village, some nearby farm gates were pressed into service.
The option to ride the coastal detour through Polperro did not appeal to most of the group, so we sped through the lanes to the Fowey ferry and arrived at Golant hostel by 5.45. Matthew, who had never ridden his bike seriously before, found the pace a little fast for his liking, but he didn’t say anything and kept up very well. As Michael said afterwards, if he’d said he wanted to go a little slower we would have obliged.
Golant hostel is a converted mansion situated in its own grounds overlooking the river Fowey. When we had settled into our six-bedded dormitory, showered and eaten (some weren’t impressed with the size of the orange juices that they’d been given as an alternative to soup), we spent the rest of the evening playing with a Frisbee and tennis ball in the gardens, and (when it got too dark to play outside) pool in the games room.
Jered, Matthew, Nick and Eliot on the Torpoint ferry, Plymouth
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Our two cars on the ferry, laden with bikes
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Matthew John and Jered Benoit on the Torpoint ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Climbing Looe Hill from Seaton
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick Green and Julian Duquemin eating lunch on Looe Hill, Seaton
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
One of the Woolly Monkeys at the Monkey Sanctuary
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick and Julian on the adventure playground at the Monkey Sanctuary near Looe
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Michael is persuaded by Julian to "have some fun" for the camera
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The track to Millendreath
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Millendreath beach near Looe
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Matt leads the group along the coast path to Looe
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
East Looe
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Eliot enjoys his Knickerbocker Glory at the Tasty Corner café, Looe
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian likes his chocolate cake; Matt and Nick are envious
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Matt and Nick at the café
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Boarding the Bodinnick ferry to Fowey
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Eliot on the ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The driveway leading to Golant youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Re-mastered video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Monday 10 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 2 Golant to Boswinger
Sunny
18 miles (▲ 375m ▼ 365m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
By the time Jered had fixed his puncture from yesterday evening it was 10.30 before we finally set off from the hostel. The day’s ride was relatively short however, so we weren’t at all concerned.
After a brief stop at the Spar in Par we took the back-lane route that by-passed St Austell and brought us quickly to the port of Charlestown. Here the posh restaurant above the museum provided excellent refreshments (yes, Julian had two more pieces of chocolate cake), and then the museum itself kept us amused for another hour with its radio-controlled boats and talking models. Nick caused us some concern by shooting through like a bullet when nobody was looking: we spent some time trying to find him. Then Eliot drew attention to himself by winding the manual foghorn loud enough to wake the dead!
Michael had some difficulty figuring out how to use Julian’s portable can-opener as we enjoyed lunch overlooking the harbour. He assumed it was one of those weird models that cut the can from the side, but in fact this one was supposed to be used from the top. He ended up with a very jagged edge at the top of his baked bean can.
Next stop was the fishing village of Mevagissey - or Mega-Busy as we named it today. The aquarium was still closed, but we were able to buy a little fudge from one of the many tourist shops that lined the seagull-infested harbour.
The remaining two stiff climbs seemed to present no problems at all to our fit crew, so we arrived early at Boswinger (around 4.30) and had plenty of time to explore nearby Hemmick Beach. Julian nearly missed it when he aggravated a local dog by staring at it while wearing his cycling shades: it bounded out of its garden and barked as though it was ready to go for his throat!
Hemmick beach really has to be seen to be believed (if you want to get an idea of what it’s like, check out the tour video). We whiled away two contented hours just playing with the Frisbee and tennis ball, climbing the rocks, getting wet, and (in Jered’s case) building sandcastles. We had some of the best fun of the tour here, in the glorious sunshine that seemed set to bless us for the whole week. If you didn’t come on the tour, you just don’t know what you missed.
The hostel showers were welcome when we eventually returned, and the hostel meals were surprisingly good. When it came to washing up, however, Matthew had to be carried down from the dormitory before he would carry out his allotted task.
The remainder of the evening was spent playing Frisbee outside the hostel (the dog had been moved inside the house now, so Julian was OK), and playing liar dice and cards in the common room. Once again we had a dormitory to ourselves, although some complained that they were sleeping against a rough stone wall.
Jered pumps up his tyre after fixing the puncture he picked up yesterday
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Eliot rates Golant hostel nine out of ten
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian makes adjustments to Matthew's helmet so it will be safer for him on the ride
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian reminds his Mum to record the mountain bike race on Thursday, while continuing with adjustments to Matthew's helmet
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian makes final adjustments to Matthew's helmet
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Radio-controlled boat fun at the Heritage and Shipwreck Museum, Charlestown
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The radio-controlled boats at the Heritage and Shipwreck Museum, Charlestown
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick temporarily deafens everyone by sounding a fog horn in the Heritage and Shipwreck Museum, Charlestown
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick and Matthew steer the ship at the Heritage and Shipwreck Museum, Charlestown
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Ships at the Heritage and Shipwreck Centre, Charlestown, a location used for many films and TV series
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Getting ice creams at Middle Wharf, Mevagissey
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
First impressions of Hemmick Beach, Boswinger suggest this is going to be a great place to spend the evening
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Hemmick Beach, Boswinger
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Rock climbing at Hemmick Beach
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Jered tries his hand at sandcastle-building at Hemmick Beach, Boswinger
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick reports to the waiting journalists after completing his swim across the Atlantic
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Matthew John finally plucks up courage to take a dip in the icy waters at Hemmick Beach, Boswinger
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Not to be outdone, Eliot also takes the plunge
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Remastered video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Tuesday 11 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 3 Boswinger to Coverack
Sunny & warm
34 miles (▲ 670m ▼ 710m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
Nick proved that he was a useful lad to have on a tour this morning: he had laid our places for breakfast by the time we arrived in the dining room. If only more of our youngsters could be so helpful and well organised. Eliot, once again, was the last to get his panniers packed.
This morning’s ride took us to the round houses at Veryan (unusual mainly because they aren’t rectangular) and then on to St Mawes, where we took the ferry to Falmouth. The boat was quite small, so our bikes had to be packed on carefully. Just after the ferry had set off, Michael produced a mouth-watering Danish pastry that he had purchased from a shop at St Mawes while no-one was looking, and proceeded to eat it while everyone else looked on in envy. When they realised they weren’t going to get any they turned their attention to the oil rig located in the Fal estuary and held a debate on whether or not it should have been put there.
A Burger King restaurant provided food for all of the crew - except Michael, who had set his heart on a pizza. The next part of the journey would take us to the Helford Passage ferry, which does not run at high tide. Michael made a telephone call and established that the tide was OK and the next ferries would leave at 3pm and 4pm. We cruised casually through the quiet lanes and arrived coolly at the jetty at exactly 3pm.
The beach was packed with people. We pushed our bikes along the wooden platform to the place where the tiny boat was moored and proceeded to load the bikes and luggage. Eliot expressed grave concerns about the positioning of his precious bike, but he really needn’t have worried. Jered, who is of US origin, didn’t like the arrangement at all and thought seriously about asking to see their licence! He’s obviously not used to the small-time operations that exist in Cornwall.
The Post Office on the far side provided much-needed refreshments before we climbed over the hill to Coverack, on the Lizard Peninsula. Here we were treated to a garden barbecue for our evening meal which included chocolate bananas for dessert. Michael wasn’t too impressed with the vegetarian burgers, which were fried in the same fat as the meat burgers.
Evening entertainments were provided by the well-equipped games room and a walk through the village to the beach. We had hoped to find some nice-looking swings that we had seen from our second-floor dormitory window, but it took a second walk after dark before we finally found them. Nick, who likes swings, went quite silly when he found them, and couldn’t stop laughing.
For the third evening in a row we had a dormitory to ourselves.
Julian, Nick and Matthew outside Bowsinger youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Five of us outside Boswinger youth hostel
(Nick, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
One of the very round Roundhouses at Veryan
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The group at Veryan
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The group at St Mawes Castle, looking across Carrick Roads (as the estuary is called) to Falmouth
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The oil rig in the Fal estuary
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Heading down Lower Castle Road, St Mawes, to the passenger ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Boarding the St Mawes passenger ferry with our bikes
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The ferrman takes payment from our youngsters on the St Mawes ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Putting the luggage back on the bikes at Falmouth Pier
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Boarding the Helford Passage ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Packing the bikes into the Helford Passage ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Jered and Eliot on the Helford Passage ferry
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The path from the ferry jetty to Helford village
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Getting refreshments from Helford Post Office
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Evening meal at Coverack youth hostel was a barbecue this evening, which went down well with everyone except Michael the vegetarian
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Evening fun on Coverack Beach
(Julian, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Matthew leaves a permanent reminder on the beach that the CTC came to Coverack today
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
2020 remaster, with 50fps frame rate but poor resolution, included only for quality comparison with latest edit
Approximate map of today's route
Wednesday 12 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 4 Coverack to Perranporth
Sunny and warm
31 miles (▲ 500m ▼ 495m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
Michael takes great pride in maintaining a clean-shaven appearance, so the discovery that his rechargeable shaver had run out of charge was greeted with dismay: evidently it had switched itself on in his pannier the previous day. Of course he had no charging cable – he had fully charged it before he left home – so finding some way to charge it was uppermost in his mind for the rest of the morning.
First stop today was Goonhilly Downs Earth Station, a key satellite communications facility run by BT that was home to a large number of enormous satellite dishes. In 1962 the Arthur satellite dish received the very first live satellite television broadcasts from the USA.
The site was open to the public, offering displays, a café and a play area that included a small zip wire. Matthew surveyed the various cakes on offer at the café and decided once again that a Snickers bar was the only thing he really wanted. Meanwhile Michael used the telephone facilities to ring home and request that his shaver charger be sent down. It would have been possible to book onto the tour of the site’s dishes and control centre, but we didn’t have time for that today.
When everyone had finished playing on the zip wire and springy animals (Nick really loved riding on his puppy) we rode the few miles to Gweek, mainly downhill. Michael negotiated reduced rate admission to the Seal Sanctuary of £2 per person and we spent an enjoyable hour travelling up to the seals on the Land Rover train and observing the seals and sea-lions both above and below the water.
Those who had not bought lunch in the Seal Sanctuary restaurant bought it at the nearby Spar back in Gweek. We rode on northwards a few miles to find somewhere pleasant to eat it, but it was way after lunchtime and Jered couldn’t go any further without eating so we stopped by the side of a quiet road. You will see from the video that Matthew had bought yet another Snickers bar for his dessert. Later he was seen to have incorporated numerous Snickers wrappers into his shoelaces!
Continuing north we stopped to look at the Wheal Busy copper mine chimney by the side of the road west of Chacewater, which operated from the 16th century up to the 1920s. We made good speed once again and arrived at Perranporth early – a very impressive performance by everyone in the group.
Perranporth hostel, a small building perched on a cliff-top overlooking one of the largest beaches in the country, was supposed to be closed today, but because the regional office had inadvertently accepted our booking earlier in the year they had decided to open it especially for us. They were having new windows installed during our visit, but we had the whole place to ourselves.
Exploration of the beach was top of our agenda for the evening, and we wanted to enjoy it before darkness fell, so supper had to wait until later. The tide was in but there was still plenty of beach left to enjoy. Nick and Jered decided to dig down through the sand to the water level, but when people realised Nick’s hole was big enough to bury him he soon found himself up to his neck in sand.
Michael led an excursion to Chapel Rock, an island on the beach that was surrounded by shallow water. Nick couldn’t help complaining that the water was too cold of course. When Michael and Matthew tried a more adventurous excursion around the sea-facing side of the rock, however, both of them ended up soaked from the waist down.
We bought milk from the shop on the way back to the hostel (they didn’t have any bread), showered and then set about preparing our first self-catering meal of the tour in the tiny hostel kitchen. Packets of Pasta and Sauce proved popular, although Eliot was more adventurous and actually fried an egg. Julian’s eyes were bigger than his stomach: he cooked so much pasta and tuna that he had to get Jered to help him out with eating it. To finish his meal, Eliot opened a can of custard and ate it all by himself.
We hung our wet clothes on the line outside the hostel and though it would have a good chance of drying by morning in view of the strong winds coming off the sea. The rest of the evening was spent chatting in the cosy common room.
Preparing to leave Coverack youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Coverack youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Goonhilly Downs Satellite Earth Station
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Excellent refreshments at the Goonhilly Downs Visitor Centre
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Arthur, the large satellite dish just outside the visitor centre
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian in the playpark opposite Goonhilly Downs Visitor Centre
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Nick likes the simple things of life, in this case a Spring Puppy!
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The group watches the sea lion feeding at the Cornish Seal Sanctuary, Gweek
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Sea Lions at the Cornish Seal Sanctuary, Gweek
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Our very late lunch near Trebarvah
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Eliot and Nick enjoying lunch near Trebarvah
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Exploring Wheal Busy near Chacewater
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
The fabulous beach at Perranporth, as seen from near the youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Evening fun on Chapel Rock, Perranporth Beach
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Eliot enjoys fabulous views across Perranporth Beach from the hostel dining room
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Food prep in the cramped kitchen at Perranporth youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Thursday 13 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 5 Perranporth to Treyarnon
Sunny and warm
19 miles (▲ 450m ▼ 490m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
Nick was enjoying an extended sleep this morning, but he woke up pretty quickly when he felt water dripping onto his face. Michael was the culprit, but he felt it was only fair since everyone else had woken up at the appropriate time.
Our clothes was nearly dry this morning after being pummelled with a sea breeze all night. We did have a problem though: we had no bread. Nick and Eliot kindly agreed to ride down to the village shop to get some, so breakfast got underway a little later than planned.
The tide was now almost right out so we couldn’t resist a final walk on the now enormous beach, walking right down to the distant shoreline. Everything looked fabulous in the morning sunshine and we were reluctant to move on.
Goonhavern’s World in Miniature was our next stop, just a couple of miles out of Perranporth. We felt ripped off by a high entry charge, but after whizzing past the rather tacky models of famous places we got our money’s worth from the radio controlled boats, bumper cars, Cinema 180 and bouncy castle maize. There was also a ball pool: it was funny to see both Michael and Julian joining in the fun!
We took the main road to Newquay in the hope of riding the pedal boats in the Trenance park. Sadly it was too early in the season and they had not been brought out of storage yet, so we pressed on to Mawgan Porth and bought ice-creams from the local beach shop.
A stiff climb brought us to the Bedruthan Steps, a steep staircase leading down the cliffs to the beach below. When we reached the bottom we discovered that the tide was in, covering all the sand and leaving us with just a few rocks to stand on.
Michael set a challenge by making a dash across some exposed sand before the next wave came in. The youngsters joined in but couldn’t resist playing chicken with the waves, so it wasn’t long before Eliot and Nick had wet feet. Michael took the precaution of removing his shoes and socks, but that proved rather pointless when a big wave came out of the blue and soaked him from the waist down. When another one came and soaked him from the neck down the laughter could be heard at the top of the cliff!
The hostel was only about three miles away, located next to a secluded beach in Treyarnon Bay. It was late afternoon so we had time to really enjoy this beach: Nick and Michael bravely went all the way under the water, Eliot and Matthew made some brave attempts and at least got wet.
The hostel was full tonight, and once again we had been consigned to the annexe building rather than the cosy rooms in the main hostel. For the first time on the tour we had to share our dorm with two other hostellers.
Our shower control system worked well tonight, with four of us getting showered before supper time: Matthew generously allowed Michael to go in before him even though he got there first. The meal, provided by the hostel, was excellent and included a delicious pudding and custard for dessert.
The kids reckoned Michael looked 'mean' with 2 days’ growth on his face, but Michael was very relieved when his relative Neil, who lived locally, arrived with his charger which had been posted down. A few minutes later he emerged from the washroom looking a new man!
Neil also brought another unexpected entertainment in the form of his two dogs. We all enjoyed taking them for a walk along the grassy headland, then retired to the common room for hot drinks before heading for bed.
Perranporth youth hostel - undergoing maintenance
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Perranporth beach this morning with the tide way out
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Enjoying Perranporth Beach on a glorious sunny morning
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Julian on Perranporth Beach
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Perranporth youth hostel, perched on the edge of a cliff overlooking the beach
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Radio-controlled boats offered more fun than the miniature buildings at The World in Miniature, Goonhavern
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Fun with radio-controlled boats at The World in Miniature, Goonhavern
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
There are also bumper cars at The World in Miniature, Goonhavern
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Playing Chicken on the tiny "beach" at Bedruthan Steps
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Michael, soaked from head to foot, complains that the youngsters didn't warn him about the enormous wave that was heading his way!
(Julian, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Friday 14 April 1995
Evening ride: Spitchwick
Fine
9 Participants:
Neil Ault, Richard Burge, Jeremy Ford, Andrew Guy, Dayle Guy, Austin Loder, Keir Manning, Paul Oakley, Phillip Oakley
With Michael and Julian away Richard led the group through Holne and on to Spitchwick where we spent an enjoyable time playing Frisbee. On the return through Hembury Woods Dayle came off in spectacular style, but fortunately the only thing broken was his bar end.
[This report was written in 2014 from the following notes - please tell us if you see any errors]
[Spitchwick via Holne, played with Frisbee at Spitchwick, came back Hembury Woods. Dayle came off and broke his bar end.]
Friday 14 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 6 Treyarnon to Tintagel
Sunny and hot
24 miles (▲ 325m ▼ 250m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
We decided Matt might have felt left out yesterday morning when his friend Nick got awoken by dripping water, so this morning we put things right with an even larger dose of water: we suspect he will be first up tomorrow.
This hostel was large enough to have a drying room, and those of us who had the sense to use it last night found all their clothes bone dry this morning. Eliot, however, had decided his clothes stood a much better chance of drying overnight in the dorm. He was wrong, and had to put on damp cycling gear.
After a great breakfast we set off for the five-mile ride to Padstow. We passed Harlyn beach on the way but, enticing though it looked, we didn’t feel like getting wet clothes again so early in the day. In the picturesque fishing village of Padstow we thoroughly enjoyed our visit to the café opposite the harbour, watching children catching crabs off the harbour wall.
The village offered plenty of choice in bakery shops and supermarkets, so when we had bought lunch and supper we took to the Camel Trail cycle path, opened ten years ago. There are cycle hire shops at both ends but it was still a surprise to see just how many cyclists of all ages were using the trail today.
We stopped for lunch halfway along the path at a place that had good views of the river Camel. This was definitely the hottest day of the tour so far, so we were glad of the rest.
After setting off once more Julian instructed Matt to go back and collect a crust he had discarded on the side of the path: the naughty child pretended to go back, retrieved a similar crust from his pannier and managed to convince Julian he had done what he had been asked!
At the far end of the path at Wadebridge we found the Revolution bike hire shop: we didn’t particularly fancy any of the bikes that were available for hire but it was nevertheless interesting to look around and see how many people were going in and out. We then proceeded with good speed along the main road to St Kew Highway and onwards to Delabole, famous for its slate. We quickly found a shop and purchased various ice-creams to help keep us cool.
Julian led us the final few miles to Tintagel by 3.30, and then along the coastal path to the spectacular youth hostel, isolated, dug into the top of the cliff and offering amazing views of the sea. Jered’s parents were waiting to whisk him away to North Wales to join a weekend cycling trip organised by his London CTC group, but once we had said farewell to him we walked back past the church and down to the village.
Our plan was to look at Tintagel Castle, legendary birthplace of King Arthur located high on a rocky island near the beach, but when we arrived an officious woman informed us that it was nearly closing time so we couldn’t go in. Michael did his best to change her mind, pointing out that we could easily see a lot of the castle by walking down the free path to the beach area and wouldn’t it be better if she got a bit of money out of us, but she would not change her mind. So we went down to the beach, which was nothing much to speak of, and walked up to the little bridge that goes across to the castle. From here we could see pretty much everything we needed to see, so in the end we got what we wanted free of charge.
After discovering a short-cut back to the hostel that Michael didn’t know existed we settled ourselves into the cosy hostel for the evening. It had just received an £80 000 refit so the kitchen and dormitories were very modern and comfortable. We were self-catering again, and tonight everyone made their meals from packets of Pasta and Sauce. The results were so tasty that many decided to have them regularly when they got home.
When Matt had amazed everyone by volunteering to wash the dishes and wipe the tables we played some games in the common room and had chats in the dorm with the father and son (Tom) who shared it with us. One of our youngsters thought it would be funny to tie a knot in Julian’s sheet sleeping bag while he was out of the room, but when he came to go to bed he really couldn’t see the funny side of it at all. Poor Julian!
Matthew likes a glass of water during the night, so he took the trouble to fill a glass in the kitchen. The problem was, every time he left it unattended for a few minutes, Nick would drink it. He had to return to the kitchen twice more before Nick finally gave up.
Annoyingly, two more hostellers arrived late and came into the dorm after we had turned out the lights – and one of them didn’t use a sheet bag.
Assembling outside our annexe dorm at Treyarnon Bay youth hostel
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Treyarnon Bay youth hostel
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Ready to leave Treyarnon Bay youth hostel
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20:00 Treyarnon Bay, right opposite the youth hostel
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Taking a rest on the Camel Trail between Padstow and Wadebridge
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The Camel Trail between Padstow and Wadebridge
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Tintagel youth hostel
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Julian, Nick and Matthew on the staircase leading to Tintagel Castle
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Tintagel Castle - locked up today unfortunately
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Matthew washes the dishes after dinner - willingly!
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Eliot in the cosy Common Room at Tintagel youth hostel
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Julian in the Common Room at Tintagel youth hostel
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Michael at Tintagel youth hostel
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Video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Saturday 15 April 1995
Tour: Cornwall
Day 7 Tintagel to Home
Cloudy start, sunny periods later
43 miles (▲ 665m ▼ 710m)
6 Participants:
Jered Benoit, Julian Duquemin, Nick Green, Matthew John, Michael Jones, Eliot Thomas-Wright
We had a long way to ride today so we got up early, took a group video outside the hostel and set off up the hill for Davidstow Moor on a cloudy and chilly morning. This was fast riding and it wasn’t long before we had ridden through Altarnun and crossed to the centre of Bodmin Moor. Here the Jamaica Inn provided welcome refreshments.
With trains to catch there was no time to lose, but now the road was nearly all downhill so progress was even swifter crossing the moor southwards to Liskeard - we managed to find a few minutes for a quick video stop along the way. The A38 provided a fast route to Trerulefoot and then a final descent brought us to the cars at Antony by 1.15.
When we had cleaned off some of the thick layer of dust that had covered our cars during the preceding week and loaded the bikes and luggage we drove to Plymouth for a stop at Sainsburys for lunch and provisions, then returned to Buckfastleigh so that “Matty” could examine the touring bike that Michael wanted to sell. After a few computers games we took Nick and Matthew to Exeter to catch the train to Reading that they had originally planned to catch from Plymouth.
This tour had turned out to be a complete success, with all the participants saying they had really enjoyed it. Good weather had helped a lot, but perhaps the main reason for the tour being so much fun was that we were fortunate enough to have such a friendly and enthusiastic bunch of youngsters taking part.
The group outside Tintagel youth hostel on the last morning of the tour. Jered went home yesterday
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The group outside Tintagel youth hostel
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Preparing to leave Tintagel youth hostel
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Leaving the Jamaica Inn after our morning coffee stop
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Matthew outside the Jamaica Inn
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A hasty lunch taken by the side of the A374 just beyond Trerulefoot
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Eliot does his short interview for the video
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Nick does his interview
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Julian does his interview
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Matthew does his interview for the video at the lunch stop
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Michael does his interview at the lunch stop - the final video clip of the tour
(Julian, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Video footage from today's ride - 2021 Full Remaster
(Michael, Sony CCD-TR8E, Hi-8)
Approximate map of today's route
Sunday 16 April 1995
Morning ride: Venford Reservoir
Sunny spells but cold wind
23 Participants:
Neil Ault, Clive Buckland, Richard Burge, Carrie Burgess, Julian Duquemin, Jeremy Ford, Stan Ford, Andrew Guy, Dayle Guy, John Hayes, Martin Hills, Llewellyn Holmes, Michael Jones, Sebastian Lessware, Ashley Loder, Austin Loder, Keir Manning, Paul Oakley, Phillip Oakley, Chris Platt, Charlie Raven, Harry Staniland, Eliot Thomas-Wright
Our special Easter Day ride took us up to Venford Reservoir where Michael kindly handed out Easter Eggs for everyone.
We decided to return via the rough track to Michelcombe, but here we were delayed when Martin Hills got a puncture on the descent. When repairs had been effected we continued to Buckfastleigh through Hembury Woods.
[This report was written in 2014 from the following notes - please tell us if you see any errors or omissions.]
[Eggs eaten by reservoir. Martin Hills puncture on track descent - returned via Hembury Woods. Sunny spells but cold wind.]