Saturday 27th May

The Ferry to Lundy 

After meeting and greeting each other at breakfast we head for the docks, well, quay side wall. This means some faffing. Luggage has to be brought down to the docks, and cars returned to the hotel "car park" road. (Nina gets a ticket!)

Our tenth member, Matthew, can't make it: his father passed away on the previous Thursday. Bernie and I compare notes on this. Nothing like a sobering chat to start the holiday! 

The CrossingWe slip the quay at 10:30. "... going will be Moderate to Rough" the First Officer firmly announces. White sick bags are issued. We all feel green. My trick of going topside and fixing on to the horizon works. 
Yes, the MS Oldenburg is throwing up spray, and belching diesel fumes, but I get to the island without regurgitating. Jack throws up. Poor Jack. 
Laura and Jennifer join me on top - preferring my company and the salt spray to that of the smell of fresh acrid puke downstairs. Jack's not the only one unwell!

South Lighthouse St Helena's Church Old Light North Lighthouse Lundy

9 miles to Lundy

Jennifer and Laura waiting for their beer and red wine.The boat travels to the lee of the island and the calmer water makes everyone feel much better. 

By the time we've tied up, Jack's telling me how he enjoyed it all. 

We disembark at 13:00 - Dry land is wonderful!


The Isle of Lundy is an unusual brick shaped island surrounded by cliffs on all sides. The only landing place for boats is a man-made harbour: a large section of cliff blasted away on the island's southern tip.

The Cliff Walk

There are no roads on Lundy, only rough tracks. No royalties to Mr Macadam here! The accommodation clusters on top of the island, a 1/4 mile walk up 140 metre cliff to get there. (Notice how I'm not quite metric!) A Landrover takes the sick and infirm to the top. (My dig at poor Laura - she suffers from back pain - so she's happy to take that lift up.)

MS Oldenburg unloading at the harbourI watched our luggage being unloaded from the distant Oldenburg onto a tractor and trailer. The Landmark staff are very flexible: they unload at the quay, work behind the bar, and reappear again as cleaning staff.
I walk up the cliff on my own, the others go on ahead. The climb was pleasant and peaceful, the only time I was away from the rest of the party during the holiday.
Rhododendron bushes on the east side of the island The air is fresh -  sun intermittently shines from dark clouds - ideal picture taking weather! A leisurely walk, swapping lenses on my film camera. (Non of that digital rubbish - its not there yet!). 
Lundy has large patches of vivid Rhododendron bushes. They must be a problem for the island management - yes they are spectacular, but they are also a weed.

The Quarters

Our home for the week is a prefabricated builder's hut named "The Quarters". This is warm and comfortable with six single and two double bedrooms. The kitchen and lounge are large. In fact the kitchen is OTT - fitted out for feeding workers in the 1970's refurbishing the original stone buildings.

The major criticism with the Quarters is elephant footed kids and suspended wooden floors don't go! Really noisy!

The location is ideal: we're near the shop and the pub!

We take over 12 bottles, just in case.Our luggage is delivered and we unpack. Our case of wine ends up at the pub - that's easily recovered. (That probably gives the amused Landmarkees a hint that we're a bunch of piss-heads!)

We're here - We can now relax!

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