Same start as yesterday. The only difference, I had yoghurt with my mueselli which I got from the supermarket on the drive home last night. Same crap weather as we aimed the car away from the farm. First stop, after some tight country roads was a cafe in the middle of nowhere. When we arrived, there were at least one hundred enthusiastic motor bikers,some as old as the hills. The club rides every first Sunday of the month. These men are keen to be out in this weather, but they’re used to it. I have to admit, it was only misty rain and didn’t stop us from doing several walks today. After scones and tea, we drove for a while to the minions. There were  fascinating old ruins here dating back thousands of years. There were also lots of different sheep and wild horses grazing amongst the ruins. They were very fine looking horses. You could get close to them but funnily enough they were eerily looking and didn’t give eye contact. We then drove ten minutes to meet up with Tina and her son Forbes and her friend Steve for a Sunday roast at the Cardon Inn in Upton Cross. All the village folk were there and it was cosy and friendly. Tina is a west coast path angel. I met her last year and she has been helpful to me looking after my wet weather gear. The plate is huge and full to the brim,so Emily and I went for a smaller portion. The Turkey with all the trimmings was very delicious and filling, washed down with a pint, I couldn’t eat another thing. After saying goodbye to our new friends we went back to the minnions for more exploring. We covered the site by walking seven kilometres over a large area and still didn’t see half of what was on offer. At the end of the day we drove back to the local and shared soup and steak for dinner. There was a special celebration going with one large family and friends covering four generations all dressed to the nines celebrating the christening of a baby.