|Snaefell Mountain Railway (1895)|
Thirty six extra hours on The Isle of Man. Fingers crossed we should be on the Saturday morning ferry to Heysham. When we came over a week ago, The Irish Sea was like a millpond but now the wind is up and the waves are whitecapped. We are expecting the ferry to be packed to the gunnels and have seasickness tablets at the ready.
Today we climbed up Snaefell a second time but on this occasion we were aboard The Snaefell Mountain Railway which recommenced carrying passengers to the top on Thursday. It doesn't run in the winter season. We stayed at the summit for half an hour and had hot drinks and scones in The Summit Hotel which also reopened on Thursday.
After the railway trip, I walked a couple of miles to the redundant Snaefell Lead Mine while Shirley pottered about in Laxey. Then we went down to Laxey Harbour before visiting the site of the original Lanan parish church which is dedicated to St Adamnan and sits in splendid isolation high above the coast.
For our evening meal we visited The Terrace Fish and Chip Restaurant on Prospect Terrace. Often I think that a traditional British fish and chip dinner is the best meal known to mankind. A crispy battered piece of seafresh cod, a fistful of golden chips cooked in good quality oil, mushy peas, a slice of bread and butter and a mug of tea. Add a splash of malt vinegar and a sprinkling of salt and you have heaven on a plate.
Afterwards - drinks in the down to earth Rosemount pub and then home to our lovely holiday apartment for a good night's sleep. Surely we will be home tomorrow. Watch this space.
|In The Snaefell Summit Hotel|