I finished my night shift at Lanson Hospital at 08:00 and should have gone home to bed but I got the Bat Signal from from the FOGGs (Fowey Old Grump Git Group) saying a ride out was going to occur at 09:00 4Turnings Garage. Of course there was no choice, I had the call! so I sneaked out of work 15 mins early pinned the throttle for the 35 mile ride back to Fowey. Got home, changed out of my uniform, took my meds and made 4Turnings with 10 minutes to spare. Didn't have time to swap bikes but I filled the CBF600 the day before and it was well up to the task of the old British Bike nails in the group. The Mission for the day was to find Martyn's ancestral home in Mousehole and recreate a photo of his Grandmother.
At the meeting point we decided the first order of priority for the day was breakfast
So we headed west, through Par, St Austell, Grampound, Tresillian, Scorrier, Portreath across the hayle Towans to Hells Mouth and the excellent Cafe that resides there. The Lads (Ha! that term was only accurate a long time ago in the 1970's) had the obligatory fry up but I, in my quest to be less of a fat cunt and survive past my upcoming 60th birthday, only had a coffee and tears of envy.
Suitable vittled we again headed West through Hayle town past the Hayle estuary onto St Erth, Crowlas, Long Rock on to Penzance, Newlyn and finally Mousehole.
WORK IN Progress!