Cornwall, we have a problem

"We seem to have lost Greg."

"Is it serious?"

Greg was cycling on Cornwall's largest road. He had to take a left, the junction with Cornwall's second largest road. It is a big junction. He hadn't made it. Given this was the first time he'd been on a bike without lollipop sticks in the spokes, this was a cause for concern.

"OK," said JC over the phone, "we're going to go the way he may have taken. Can you guys take the northern route and start looking for him, in case he's realised his mistake and tried to correct it."

At one point someone was thinking about calling local hospitals. Nothing like a bit of measured drama.

But we found him. He had realised his mistake, but getting back on track involved, in his words, "the steepest hills in Christendom". Here he is explaining what happened, using his personal map:

True story: at the point I took this picture, Tom pointed out to Greg that he was holding the map upside-down. There is no hope.