Today I woke up to a cloudy sky, so I was initially glad that I had taken photographs yesterday of the Eden Project. I cycled back to the site, walking this time along the footpath of the short section of the A39 on the way rather than cycling on the road.
On arrival I locked up my bike at the cycle park, and carried all of my luggage down the long hill to the main door. Here I found one extremely unhelpful old bag of a woman on the main enquiry desk, however all of the rest of the staff were very friendly and I was eventually able to leave my panniers at the 'Friends of the Eden project' desk, after promising that there were no bombs in them.
It was very hot in the big domes, and in one there was a cool down room half way through. No pasties on sale though until after 11:30am!
I spent almost 3 hours inside, and took a good number of photographs. The weather had improved and I could feel my face burning in the sunlight in the domes.
On leaving I brought my bike down to the front door and attached the panniers before cycling off. I made my way to Bodmin and could not locate the cycle shop I had been told about. Here I spoke to a couple on bikes who had just come along the Camel trail. They could not believe that Bodmin was so small! They also mentioned that some of the local lads' eyes had been on their bikes as they entered the town.
The campsite that I was aiming for had apparently not renewed its license so I shot along the Camel trail to Wadebridge stopping for an ice cream on the way. I could not locate the next site I was looking for. I cycled out south eastwards from Wadebridge and stopped to speak to a chap and his small kids working on a house. They kindly gave me a lift to one on the A39. I had an evening meal at a local pub, after a hairy walk along the A39 to get there. £9 for the nights camping - very expensive compared to all the other sites so far, especially for what you got.