This morning we took a ferry to the island of Sark
which only has a population of 500. Each of the islands are quite independent
of the others. Boarding was a little slow as they was a bit of movement between
the dock and boat. It was very rough and Elizabeth was feeling quite ill. It
was a longer than normal trip due to the waves and Nic our tour guide remarked
that it was the roughest trip he had experienced. Disembarking took even
longer, it was very slow as it was quite dangerous. Sometimes it could take 20
seconds before it was safe enough you hop off. Unfortunately the cancelled the
last ferry so we had to leave the island earlier, cutting our visit short. You leave the pier and, go through a tunnel and catch a tractor with wagons attached.
During our time there, our tour guide Nic introduced the Seneschal, Jeremy Latrobe Bateman, (just like our street), who is appointed
by the seigneur who “owns” the island, to be the elected chairman for the
island. One of his ancestors was a governor of Victoria. We visited La coupee
which is a very narrow isthmus that links Sark with Little Sark. It was quite
spectacular.
After returning to Guernsey on the ferry, which was not as rough. Our boat is the middle one, docked behind the local Lifeboat.
We had a look at some of the monuments to lives lost during World War II.
The air raid happened because there was along line of trucks parked end to end at the docks. The German aircraft thought they were delivering ammunition to the island but the reality was they were loaded with tomatoes trying to get them to England before the Germans arrived.
Here the tide was out.
Here was even further out. They have 5 metre tides here.
We had dinner with our crew at a local restaurant called Christie’s. Elizabeth had Shephard’s Pie while I had The Three Little Pigs, not an especially vegetarian dish.
We had a look at some of the monuments to lives lost during World War II.
The air raid happened because there was along line of trucks parked end to end at the docks. The German aircraft thought they were delivering ammunition to the island but the reality was they were loaded with tomatoes trying to get them to England before the Germans arrived.
Here the tide was out.
Here was even further out. They have 5 metre tides here.
We had dinner with our crew at a local restaurant called Christie’s. Elizabeth had Shephard’s Pie while I had The Three Little Pigs, not an especially vegetarian dish.
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