The hills are alive with the sound of groaning...

Left Taunton at 6:30 to a cold and foggy morning - got on the a38 and just
before we reached tiverton (our first waypoint) Dave had to change what is
rapidly becoming his daily morning puncture - this time he made it through
a continental gatorskin tyre, I think Dave should be their tester.

When we got moving again (after stocking up on tubes) we headed toward
crediton, experiencing some truly comically steep hills. We reached
crediton at about 10 and decided 30 miles was enough to warrant some
breakfast - they didn't have porridge so we settled for the bacon
sandwiches.

As we left crediton the weather became really quite good, the sun was
shining and strong. The road from crediton was nicely paved, quite quiet
and although there were some ups and downs, they were shallow enough to
keep up a decent average. We reached okehampton by about 12:30, where we
had intended to have lunch, but neither of us felt like putting off 45
miles until after we'd eaten, so we made our way on to launceston along the
a30, a terrifying stretch of road where we had to dodge the rocks, nails
and general debris on the side of the road - uncannily Dave didn't get a
puncture here - and the cars were going at 90 mph about 1 foot to the
right.

We passed into Cornwall her and had a little celebration about it being our
last county - I checked the sat nav and realised we were only 4 miles from
launceston - I don't know what our average was but we couldn't have been on
there for much over an hour - we were sat eating lunch by 3 with a
blissfully realistic 20 miles to do after lunch.