Jersey 12 – 19 May, 2012
Our fourth day in Jersey was a free day where I was faced with the problem of having to make some decisions for myself – that was going to be tough. After much deliberation and asking those of our party who had spent time at Jersey Tunnels on the day before, it was to the Jersey Tunnels that I went, alone.
It seems the tunnels were constructed to be a hospital for injured German soldiers but had never been used. It was also clear that the complex of tunnels had never been finished as some tunnels had been left only partly excavated.
They were worth the visit and assisted me in appreciating how much the people of Jersey had gone through during the German Occupation. It was a morning well spent.
As I walked out of the tunnels the sun was shining, so I headed off for the beach at St.Helier with a newspaper, sandwiches and a drink to enjoy the afternoon on the beach. When I had finished reading the newspaper, I passed the afternoon watching the elevated buggy take tourists out along the sea-covered causeway to Elizabeth Castle. How did the buggy driver know where the causeway was when it was covered by the tide?
Our fifth day’s walk commenced at Greve de Lecq – a small bay on the north side of the Island. We headed off westward along the coastal path with a landscape that reminded me so much of the north Devon section of the wonderful South-West Coastal Path. The scenery was rugged but terrific and it was yet again a perfect day’s walking.
As I write this I have no idea where we ended up but I had absolute confidence in our leader’s ability to get us eventually safely back to our hotel. I seem to recall that we stopped for an excellent afternoon coffee and cake at an establishment that also made and sold pearl jewellery. Thank goodness my wife does not like jewellery or I would have felt duty bound to take her some home – it looked expensive!
Our final day’s walking began at some wonderful tea rooms at a small bay to the east of the Island called Rozel Bay. The walk took us in a southerly direction and partly inland to the start of a wooded valley that headed down to St.Catrherine’s Bay.
The wooded valley was quite simply one of the most beautiful valleys I have ever walked down and the properties carefully hidden away on the sides of the valley were of a type that most people would dream about owning. Our journey took us on to Mont Orguell Castle, and then back by bus to our hotel.
It was a terrific week made especially successful by the fact that our group of walkers bonded so well. It has to be said that my experience is that on every walk I have been on with Ramblers Worldwide Holidays thus far the groups have all got on so well together – and there lies one of the secrets of great walking holidays. I look forward to my next ramble.