By 8am on Day 4 I had been in the sea, had breakfast and packed to be on my way to Falmouth. The highlight of this day was the journey through the old mines where proper cycle paths have been created. Before that I had been up and down the usual collection of steep hills so it was nice to go along flat traffic-free paths. And just when I was getting hungry and my phone was running out of juice I came across a cyclists cafe. Here I indulged myself in spaghetti in toast and something sweet and chocolatey, and of course, the obligatory mocha. They also let me charge my phone. The phone is essential as I made the decision not to bring any maps; the mapping, the Open Cycle Map, is on my phone, and the GPS tells me my exact position.
After that it all went a bit pear-shaped. No one told me how hilly Falmouth was. I had been there a few times before, in a car, it's amazing how you think places are flat when you visit them in a car. Falmouth feels mountainous when you travel by bike. I found a campsite in the Maen Valley to the south of the town and then walked along the coast to meet up with Tribey in the Seven Stars. I knew about the Seven Stars as I had been there before, it is a cute little pub run by a Reverend. After that we went down to a bar called the Front and to be honest I can't remember much after that apart from a spell in an Indian Restaurant and a boring cab driver taking me back to base.
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