Wednesday 14 April 2010

The Way of the Gull - Day 2 - Castletown to Port Erin - 13.3 miles








Overcast, misty and coolish as we drove to Castletown














to carry on where we'd left off yesterday. After leaving the town behind us we followed the path at sea level past a water-filled disused limestone quarry, with large lime kilns on the rocks, unusual rock formations:





























and onto the Scarlett Point Nature Reserve. As we were passing a notice that said Radio Ham tower, a face popped up over the wall and we were invited inside to view the surroundings. Ronnie has taken over maintenance of the tower and was currently up a ladder doing some DIY weather-proofing when he heard us passing.The tower is his radio base and has 2 webcams on the top giving panoramas of this part of the coast   http://www.scarlettpoint.com/

































Ronnie up in the tower.
The weather improved as we skirted the low level coast and walked into Port St Mary with its Victorian raised walkway above the beach


The day just got better and better as we discovered a great cafe for lunch, next to the art-framing shop and this gave us today's :
Word of the Day  ( verb ) - to " oooooooooo-gull " - to gaze longingly and droolingly at the array of cakes contained within, knowing that you still have another 7 miles to go and can't possibly indulge without really regretting it later on.

After lunch we wandered on into the National Trust area of Public Ramblage beyond Port St Mary - the area of the Chasms - great rifts in the earth caused by severe earth movements, and the Sugarloaf - the island's finest sea stack.
Bay Stacka with the Sugarloaf


Gazing into the abyss

A beautiful cliff-top path led us to the Sound - the turbulent water channel between the main island and the Calf of Man, it's smaller offspring. Brian was the first to spot the seal colony languishing on the rocks over there
and they probably spotted us in the Sound cafe eating scones ( as we now didn't have too far to go and so could indulge )
 Bradda Head and the Milner Tower came into view next, meaning we were almost home to Port Erin


As usual the evenings were spent investigating transport issues

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