The planned ride was on the worst possible day: Storm Arwen. I enjoyed watching the waves rolling in from the hotel bedroom window, as well as driving into Newquay to revisit some childhood haunts including Bertie's nightclub.
The next day was perfect so I did a 65km ride to Brighton, Roche, Padstow and home. It was great to explore a new area and, apart from the coastal bit, it was surpisingly flat (the worst hill was getting out of Watergate bay) before availing myself of the lovely hotel showers and heading for home.
