Monday 17 October
Off to the sub tropical English islands
Cool day, sunny to partly sunny.
Early, 8 am boat from Penzance to St. Mary's, then water taxi to the private island of Tresco.
A good sized boat on a not too choppy day running 28 miles to the saint Mary's. QB took the British equivalent of Dramamine and slept most of the 2 hours and 45 minutes. I, however had a miserable trip. Took the same drug about 90 minutes in; did not work. Quite surprised as I took nothing during two rough weeks on a small boat in the Galapagos.
A very English toast and beans breakfast in St. Mary's. A little look about the town and then onto a water taxi/small ferry to the southern end of Tresco.
So far the landscape has been Cornwall charming. Fresh air, wildlife, sea, and very rich Cornwall ice cream. Very rich. Maybe negative sugar rich.
The new inn, our abode for three nights, is a functional, friendly small hotel. Sixteen rooms.
Have had, within the first few hours, discussions with two birders. I started by asking if the viewing was good. Not so good. Wind is from the east. Neither liked the easterly winds which are sweeping the scandavian birds to the east coast of England and not here.
Scillonians, islanders, locals. Spoke with a local who has lived here 38 years. If your family has lived here for many generations you are a Scillonian, born here on island. If your children are born and raised here, they are "islanders." She was a mere local. Told us a story of an imposter Scillonian. Also used is the term for not quite locals, blow-ins
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