Tresco Island

Of course, being the UK you cannot have 4 sunny days on the trot without something happening. This time it was mist and then a little fog and then more mist. That didn’t stop us heading over to Tresco and doing the drag the dinghy up the beach thing again.

This time the New Grimsby Sound view was a little more atmospheric, kind of soft focus:

The track around the north of the island is not well marked or documented on the little map they provide for free. However, it was worth the mountaineering activity needed to reach King Charles Castle:

Walking around to the eastern side of the island, Grimble Porth was laid out below quite beautifully:

The only problem was that the tracks in front of us bore no relation to the little map. None at all. So, executive decisions were taken that led us into a wooded area, then down a steep bank through a narrow track that was nicely overgrown and finally into a small field:

Phew – finally we could see the proper pathway and we just needed to find a gate out of the field and onto that path. Yes, result. Well, it was all good until we closed the gate behind us and saw the notice that was on the other side of it:

The lucky captain had his red Gill boating jacket on and so was perfectly safe of course.

Having survived this, we fortified ourselves at the Ruin beach café with great views over Old Grimsby harbour. The walk back to the dinghy took us past the local school, which doesn’t have the typical local education authority sign outside:

We stopped off at the Flying boat café for a drink and an excellent piece of carrot cake which was up there amongst the all-time greats we have to say (a little less sugar in the topping and it could have rivalled the St Ives offering):

Interestingly, in the cafe / bistro we think we found the bull from that field:

Luckily it seemed quite docile, despite the captains jacket.