For me, trips home are usually a whistle stop tour of family and friends so this time we decided to keep a low profile so we could relax and enjoy ourselves. I arranged to meet up with my old friend Tom and his partner Sharon and for the next day or two we were entertained Jersey style. A ramble along the north shore towards White Rock and onwards to L'Etacquerel fort with a flask and sandwiches, a mooch down to Egypt returning stranded sea slugs to the sea, dining at Chez O’Driscoll and eating out at a quaint Italian restaurant.
Wifey and I even found some time to head off to a deserted Ouaisne bay and we sat by the rocks and whiled away a lovely sunny afternoon on the beach watching the ebb and low of the tide.
Later, we met up with another old friend Darren and we headed into town on a dead quiet weekday evening for a couple of cheeky beers. It didn’t matter that town wasn’t busy of that there was no-one out. It was great just to hang out and have a beer with an old mate, catching up on what we had been up to and sharing a joke.
Next day I met Tom and Shar for a spot of fishing at a place called petit Plemont, 300 ft down the cliffs to the rocks below. Casting out from rocky crags with a running swell and sea crashing all about us, the tingle of sea salt sun-baked on my face, the sounds of the gulls overhead; spectacular. The sun was out and the sea was clear down 20 feet. I was spinning away into the bay and with the skill of a true Jersey Bean I managed to catch a big mackerel.
Its always good to spend time in company of my friends, sharing a few beers and laughs.
And as for the mackerel? Later that evening, Wifey and I cooked it on a bbq at Green Island beach and scoffed the lot.
Below are pictured some snaps of me Wifey Tom and Shar (and some jersey cows and some rescued sea slugs).
I like Jersey; nice place to spend some relax times
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