June 21st truro - Boscastle

Woke up at 5.30am! So far most difficult part of the trip is how to manage ones non - cycling times.Jeff left his underpants at the B&B - hanging out to dry from the window! This made a change from yesterday when he left the book he was reading in the loo. Very trying day. It was very hilly and on at least 3 occasions we got lost . the directions in the CTC guide are crap!!! as I pride myself on being a good - no great navigator; (after all I am a man)! Linda snorted as I wrote this and suggested, unkindly I thought, that if I listened to her perhaps we would have got lost less often.However the day was trying because Linda's saddle broke. Earlier the bike had fallen over and we think the damage occured at that time; however it was probabaly not helped by Jeff yanking at it after Linda complanied it was sloping the wrong way - causing untold damage to her arse. I quickly discovered that I did not have the right allen key for the saddle - why - I cannot say. We stopped at a pub and the landlord very kindly lent us his allen key set: later an elderly gent did the same- however it was well and truly buggered- the old gent gave us strong sticky tape and Linda attempted to tape her saddle to the frame - there was optimisitic as we still had 25 miles hilly to go. Within minutes going up a hill the saddle went one way and Linda the other. It was now mid afternoon and hot. I suggested we walk the 25 miles - this would have taken 8 hours. Linda poo poohed this and we carried on with her clinging using her strong sensual thighs to keep her grip on the saddle! As we went up hill she kept her grip on the saddle whilst raising her bottom from the seat - this was a sight to behold. We had to keep stopping as Linda was rapidly screwing up her back and bruising her nether regions. However showing her usual gutsy self we kept going and eventually arrived in Boscastle.
Beautiful countryside - rolling hills - we often could see the sea; glimpsed Newquay - saw several windsurfers. Often narrow roads with high hedges.
Dilemma tomorrow. If Linda's bottom is too sore Jeff will take a taxi to Bude to get a new saddle.
Boscastle is a pretty fishing village - the scene of a devastating flood in August 2004 - 100 properties flooded, 3 buildings swept away, scores of people rescued from roofs. No one drowned.
Village has been beautifully restored and infastructure changed eg. river widenened to try and prevent recurrence of flooding. (Good B& B ; did 44 miles today).