It wasn't as sunny as it had been the day before, and at breakfast, one of the other guests mentioned that rain was forecast from 10:00 am to 4:00 pm - and guess what, at almost precisely 10:00, a fine drizzle began to fall. It stayed with us most of the day, got heavier at one point (while we were safe, warm and dry in a tea room, enjoying bacon and cheese toasties) and then stopped altogether at around 4:00, just as predicted.
We were well equipped to handle this kind of weather and did what we had meant to do anyway.
At Bouley Bay, a car race was taking place: the Bouley Bay Hill Climb. Our hosts at the guesthouse had warned us that we were going to be able to get out of Bouley only before the race started, and back in after it ended. We made sure to be at the start of the cliff path (where of course no restrictions were imposed - they were only valid for the road) in time, and stood there to wait for the start of the race.
Neither O.K. nor I are fans of motor sports, so we never intended to watch all the race, but to see the first cars - some classic ones, too - and motor bikes start was still interesting.
This view of the waterfront, pier and slipway of Bouley Bay shows the line-up for the start:
We soon had enough of listening to engines revving and loudspeakers squeaking, and went on our way along the path.
This tiny islet is at the end of Bouley Bay. It fascinated me:
The trees along the path have grown in funny shapes, thanks to the almost ever-present wind from the Sea:
It wasn't all woodland. There were some great views, too:
Nearly there:
Rozel:
You can find a bit more about Rozel on wikipedia.
My love of yellow and light blue means I simply had to take a picture of this tiny house - look at the seashells decorating the foundations:
Some more beautiful houses, not all of them from Rozel. Some of these pictures were taken on our way back, which lead us not along the cliff path all the way, but we decided to go through Trinity and stopped at the Trinity Arms for a coffee before we would be allowed to enter Bouley Bay after the end of the race:
It had been another very good day, in spite of the drizzle. A huge, home-cooked meal at the pub made a perfect end to the second day of our Jersey holiday.
I love those trees in the last picture! The topiarist deserves an award. Thank you for taking us on another splendid Jersey walk.
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They are great, aren't they!
DeleteI'd like them to sponsor me. A bag of Jersey Royals delivered to my door once a month would be welcome!
It looks delightful in many ways helped by the fact that there are trees. I love the rugged coast here on Lewis but I do often yearn for trees now that I'm spending less time amongst them in NZ. The topiary is amazing.
ReplyDeleteIt is, isn't it!
DeleteThere are bits of woodland dotted around the island. It is really a rather varied landscape, from the rocky cliffs in the north to the sandy beaches in the south.
What an interesting place Jersey is. I also find the little island fascinating and the trees with the twisted limbs and the little flamboyant house. I think you found an amazing place to visit.
ReplyDeleteWe think so, too. A small island, but plenty to see and do!
DeleteAh. The shapes of the trees are wonderful! I also would have photographed some of the houses. They really reveal the character of a place, I think.
ReplyDeleteI think the same, Marcie. It is just that I am always a bit cautious about photographing private property. It could easily be misunderstood.
DeleteQuite a collection of interesting "shapes", some created by nature and others man-made! :)
ReplyDeleteI've not looked at the pictures under that headline, Monica, but you are right :-)
DeleteLove these photos and I can see why you loved your trip there so much, it is gorgeous. That pub food sounds very good.
ReplyDeleteIt was, Kay! The bacon and cheese toasties at Rozel Tea Rooms was very nice, too.
DeleteI was happy to see the buildings. I wonder if any of those near the beach have been troubled by storms.
ReplyDeleteI am sure they are troubled by storms regularly, but probably are used to it like everyone who lives so close to the sea.
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