From the preceding ten posts, those of the congregation that stayed with me and didn’t run screaming after I mentioned the words “Geography lesson” – Jolly Well Done! You are the true heroes of the last ten posts. You have stuck with my daily diary entries about the hell that is Jersey.
Mark & I suffered. Yes; it was hell out there, enjoying the hospitality provided by Jersey Tourism on your behalf. Those lunches and dinners just don’t eat themselves, you know. And in between the fine dining we hiked and toiled our way along sections of the Channel Island Way that were sensationally scenic.
Wherever we were, we bumped into happy smiley people who genuinely believed that they inhabited a little piece of paradise on earth. And who can blame them? At every turn on our walks we encountered either beauty at the intimate level of the flowers and insects or the sheer physical pleasure of the wonderful coastal scenery:
If you enjoy coastal walking, think of Jersey a little like you would think of Cornwall. But think of it as Cornwall done properly:
- No litter
- No peeling paint
- Happy, smiling service
- Good quality, good value accommodation
- More sunshine
- Empty, clean beaches
- Great restaurants, cafes & pubs.
- A friendly welcome
- And – for walkers – no barbed wire! (a point close to my heart)
Hopefully, I have furnished you with the required tools to enjoy the walk and the desire to go and have a look for yourself. I shall definitely be going back next year to have an even more languorous lope about the island.
I was told before I set out for Jersey that the island gets under your skin. It certainly has for me: I can’t wait to have another look.