Tuesday, March 03, 2015

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The Parish Church in Hughtown with a backdrop of an almost perfect blue sky


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For me, one of the more memorable views on the island - the view from
the window in the Mermaid, looking across to Samson.


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The bottom of Buzza Hill with Porthcressa beach


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The medieval quay at Old Town, with Old Town Church in the background,
in what was once a separate small community of Churchtown - now only
the church survives.


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Monday, March 02, 2015

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My favourite picture of my stay so far. The Harbour from in front of
the Mermaid. This area has been known over the years as Rotten Row.
Either as seaweed used to gather here and decompose - or because it
tended to gather lots of old boats that gradually rotted away. As with
so much of history, take your pick...

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The old cottages opposite Atlantic Slip looking good. I have often
wondered why the row was built at an angle to what is now the road.
Was the road once at a different angle? Sadly we've lost many old
characters that might have known the answer.


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Sea Horse parked next to the pub. Or more precisely, the 'Restaurant'
as it now says above the Atlantic Inn. I fear they are trying to go up
market - Bulmers cider is now £4-40 a bottle. Ouch.


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Porthcressa in sunshine with a fair old breeze still.


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Sunday, March 01, 2015

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Holy Vale at midday today. It always intrigues me how Holy Vale can be
so sheltered, even on a blustery day - the very reason it's been a
settlement for so long I presume.


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Porth Hellick looking calm and tranquil. There's still a fair
difference from one side of the island to another, Shark's Pit was
anything but calm and tranquil after days of Westerly winds

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Old Town Church early this morning. Wandering around the churchyard it
seemed I was surrounded by birds going about their business. The sound
of birdsong seemingly from every tree was superb.


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Old Town Bay just as the sun was rising this morning - and lovely and
peaceful it was too


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Friday, February 27, 2015

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The new prototype RNLI lifeboat in the harbour. With two bows and no
stern, it is designed to be as fast backward as forward, it should
prove useful in some situations.

Or maybe it's resident lifeboat 17 11 The Whitehead's at its moorings
with 16 22 Alan Massey, a Tamar class lifeboat passing closely behind
- presumably as a relief replacement ?


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Not sure what the planners will make of the new chimneys at
Porthcressa - maybe they are 'permitted development'?


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One of my favourite views - the massive bulk of Peninnis with (from
left to right) The Chieftain, Tooth Rock and Pitt's Parlour. The
Chieftain seems to have various other local names. I had a superb walk
here with the late Frank Gibson who explained that his father and
grand-father were responsible for many of the names of rock features.
As he put it "it sold more postcards"


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A fine panorama of Old Town Bay from the Carn Leh at midday today


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One from the Bar and one from the shop on Bryher today

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Yesterday from the bar Bryher

Thursday, February 26, 2015

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Apologies for purists that want an obvious view from the islands.
Walking into Hugh Town via Porthcressa yesterday late afternoon, with
slightly dampy weather about, I noticed the sun trying to break
through above Garrison, pretty much literally a ball glowing in the
mist. It's not often you can photograph the sun - this is one of
those odd occasions.


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If Carlsberg made allotments, I bet they wouldn't have a better
setting and view than those at Porthcressa


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A veritable flotilla of local boats gathered by Rotten Row, some no
doubt to seek some shelter from the somewhat persistent Westerly winds
of recent days


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Buzza Tower looking quite splendid in the sunshine this morning


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