Pirates of …Brixham

Turns out not all the pirates are in Penzance, rather, they have a penchant for Brixham.

I’m in Penzance awaiting a ferry to the Isle of Scilly in the morning…some feelings of nervousness given it is one of the roughest sea crossings in U.K. waters, and affectionately known as ‘the stomach pump’ or ‘the Sickonian’ (Scillonian). Hmm perhaps a light breakfast for me then.

On the way here I stopped for a few nights with some friends and family in Stoke Gabriel and Brixham respectively. Amongst other things I demonstrated my tent, savoured some fish and chips, and tried to get over just how many pirates you can get in one small seaside town.

Demo-ing my tent in Emma & Alex's back garden — Demo-ing my tent in Emma & Alex’s back garden

Hey ho…well it’s off to the Scillies I go – wish me luck! The adventure for real – sort of – begins…

Currently reading: The Life of a Scilly Sergeant by Colin Taylor.

Author: lhwood1

I enjoy a good walk and so I decided to go on quite a long walk from Lands End to John O'Groats this summer. You'll be able to keep up with my progress through this blog. View all posts by lhwood1

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