Just Jersey

Only a 30 minute flight from Exeter airport (as on the map), Jersey is close to France; in fact so close that given the right weather conditions you can easily see the French drinking red wine on their beaches. It is an interesting island, given its small size. All along the south coast, both east and west, long yellow beaches are exposed by the huge 40 foot tidal difference. The north side of the island is made up of high, steep, jagged cliffs with dense green vegetation. The west coast beach of St Ouen's had a good surf on a pushing tide, so a little of my time was spent there. I met a guy and his girlfriend there. Thom and Joanne if you reading this...enjoy your little slice of paradise.

The island is divided into 12 smaller parishes, each being a tightly knitted community with something exclusive on offer to the tourists. I spent a day cycling around the island and from what i saw, tourists outnumber residents 3:1. The Jersey War Tunnels were great, if you interested in history and the World Wars. Plenty to do: clubs, pubs and wayward parties. Scenery abounds and people are great.

I stayed with Lucy and Hayley, Lucy's mom. If you two are reading this, many thanks again for a awesome time (even cleaning the shit out of your horses stable). I must be honest though, although i miss you two and my little Jersey home, its Gilbert who i pine for. What i would do to hear that unbelievable dog-grunting again. Make your own minds up about how handsome lil Gilly is but one thing is for sure...that dog makes the funniest noises ive ever heard.

All who drove me, drank with me, surfed with me, directed me and fed me, MANY THANKS and take care.

Peace out.



Somewhere on the North of Jersey


St Ouens at low tide and at sunset


My best mate and Lucy