As an untypical tourist

   Up early, had breakfast and suited up for a rainy ride (I am growing gills) to the sites.  Smelling the roses is overrated when riding a bicycle in the rain.  Via the bike paths I found my way to the German tunnels. Though never finish by the Eastern Europe slave labor, it was an amazing feat of engineering,  one hundred feet below the surface.  Hospital, living quarters, armaments, extensive ventilation system to filter out gas yet bringing in breathable air and everything necessary to live in siege conditions. In fact, the Germans held out until August 9, while the population was slowly starving. I bicycle back into town a bit chilled but sucked it up and visited Elizabeth Castle. This castle was a replacement for the castle at Gorry.  Charles I took sanctuary here during the civil war. Eventually, Parliament executive him and replaced him with Cromwell.  Neat place and the hybrid "duck" which ferried us both ways was the highlight of the attraction..  It wheels drove us into the water whereupon the propeller kicked in.  An occasional bump on the bottom kept the ride interesting.  Around five I arrived back at the Mornington Hotel.  The warm shower defrosted me followed by a nap, a beer and dinner at an Italian restaurant.  Now I am on the ferry back to St Malo when I will bicycle west to Brest, two days at least. Please pray to the rain gods to hold off for awhile.