{"id":4472,"date":"2024-09-16T17:38:10","date_gmt":"2024-09-16T17:38:10","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/picton-lynas.co.uk\/walkingblog\/?page_id=4472"},"modified":"2024-09-18T18:46:38","modified_gmt":"2024-09-18T18:46:38","slug":"isles-of-scilly-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/picton-lynas.co.uk\/walkingblog\/isles-of-scilly\/isles-of-scilly-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Isles of Scilly – 2"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Tresco, Bryher and St. Agnes – 18th September 2024<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

The guy in the boating company that I was using to get me between islands when the normal boats didn’t fit, told me this morning that there was no boat to Bryher as the tides were too low. When I asked for suggestions, he said that I should walk!
Obv. I’m no Jesus and thought that he was taking the piss, until he told me to get the boat to Tresco and walk to Bryher, which is well doable as the water is low. So off I went.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The boat bus, and very pleasant it was too. Leaving the jetty at Tresco.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Apple tree bay and across the way, Samson Island.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Looking back. The jetty is just beyond that point. I didn’t actually expect to be doing a bit of Tresco today.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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I need to get down to that beach and head out from around that pointy headland. Wonder how he got his tractor here?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Had to come a bit further down to get access. There is a dude on that little island but my boating mate said to follow the sand bank beyond that. Adding, unnecessarily, if it gets too deep, stop. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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I just headed towards these peeps fishing.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Made it, and only a little bit wet.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Samson, from the side this time.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Heading around Bryher now. Have just enough time to complete it before my pickup.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Oh no! More granite outcrops. Mulan, retired and sitting wrapped in her robe, her topknot still high and proud.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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The rare Isles of Scilly chimpanzees have left their nest for a short week’s holiday at London zoo.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Those two fingers have been broken off that hand lying in front and stuffed upright for a laugh.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Be nice to get a boat and park up for a swim and a snorkel. Be a trifle colder than the Adriatic though.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Didn’t expect any houses tucked away on the north side.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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He’s having a rest after servicing the girls.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A little hill to climb. I’ve been having it easy.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Some swanage.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Nothing jumps out at me except a very sad rabbit in front of a giant mushroom.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Getting to the northern most point at that head.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Don’t mind these type of paths along the slopes.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Around the point and Tresco again across the way.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A sort of path through a fern jungle that hasn’t been trimmed in a while.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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On the beach looking back up the channel.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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No chance of crossing on foot now.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Apparently, I’ve to wait at the end of this pier for my boat. I might have it wrong,<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Nope. Just me onboard and he has put the pedal down.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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St. Agnes and my yellow taxi rushing away.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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High voltage power lines get that sort of steel overcoat but why is it exposed?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Across the causeway to Gugh (Goo).<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A kelp pit. The ash used to go to the glass industry.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A lonely little smurf bleached by his long exposure to the north wind.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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St. Mary’s and it looks like rain.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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You’re a seagull just flying along and then you have a heart attack, fall from the sky and end up head down in a gorse bush.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Man made they say. My arse. Look at all the other strangely shaped stuff.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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I cannot find the name of this beach anywhere.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Elephant has finished eating George Washington.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Heading back to St. Agnes and along that coastline.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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They’ve dropped a giant lego brick from the cargo plane.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Well now. What does this one look like.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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All the tiny bits of rock and tiny islands. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Steps down to a well, but the door is only 2 feet high.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Last one. A hooked beak Mr Punch.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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The sea Gods are capricious. Blessing some with sand, some not.
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If it all goes tits up and the boats don’t come, this is where I will be spending the night. The church.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Anyone for cricket?<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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They’ve used the hair nets to hold in the rocks.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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A peacock butterfly don’t you know.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Approaching St. Mary’s and the fort walls I was at yesterday.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

I thought that my plan was in pieces this morning when the boat schedules didn’t include Bryher. But no matter, things worked out well and I ended up at 2 and 1\/2 islands today.
However, today will be memorable for very different reasons. Cora setting her wedding date and the unmitigated disaster that Oliver has dumped on us – mostly Esme. From which, this time, there is no return. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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