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Day 2 - As I was going to St Ives…
Zennor to Camborne - 30 miles
We were covered in mould when we awoke. Our clothes, faces and hair were covered in
black spots, which we decided must be mould spores, although for a while we were worried
theywereflyeggsandweregoingtohatchintoourskinandinfestourbodieslikesome'50s
B-movie. I had thought I was being sensible by removing my boxer shorts before I went
to sleep, and leaving them to air on a hay bale. They were now completely speckled with
mould, whilst Ben's, which he had decided to wear all night, were spotless, albeit a little
more smelly than mine.
Surprisehadbeenafairlyquietroommate.Hehaddecidedatabout6amtoletusknowhe
was awake by crashing into the bars and knocking over a large wooden board that had been
propped against it. This in turn toppled onto our BMX and scooter that were leant against
the wall, and these fell over onto my face.
There were flies swarming all around us. I pulled my whole body into the sleeping bag
and scrunched it up above my head. Surprise was awake, the calves next door were awake,
the sun was shining through the window bars, Harry and Caroline could be heard milking
the cows and I was bursting with excitement. There was no use trying to get back to sleep.
We eventually got up and put on our spotty clothes. On the way through to the house we
were relieved to see that the dog was still alive. In the daylight it looked even feebler. It
whimpered in fear as Ben picked it up and gave it a cuddle.
Harry and Caroline were both in the kitchen. Caroline was at the AGA with a sizzling
pan of bacon, and Harry was at the table reading the paper. It was a good-sized farmhouse
kitchenwithoneofthewallscoveredinpostcardsandrosettesfromtheirvariousprize-win-
ning cattle. The rosettes were from the cattle, not the postcards, I should clarify. Although,
if the cattle had written the postcards it would have clarified their prize-winning credentials.
It wasn't until breakfast that we got a chance to tell Harry and Caroline about our chal-
lenge. Until then, they had thought we were just a couple of travellers looking for some-
where to stay. After hearing our plans they opened up completely and we even caught them
smiling a couple of times.
Harry had lived on the farm all of his life. His father had looked after the farm before
him, and his grandfather before that. Caroline had been a nurse previously, but now worked
on the farm full-time.
Harry gave me some bailer twine so that I could construct a belt for my enormous pin-
stripedsuittrousers.CarolineinsistedongivingustwogiganticCornishpastiesandacouple
of bananas to take with us for lunch. After several attempts, Ben managed to squash the
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