SH Ashore 3
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Thu 13 Feb 2020 23:57
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St Helena Ashore – Thursday
 We went
ashore with the express purpose of finding an ‘alternator man’ as Bear cannot
get our back-up chap to work. Bimbling past the old Dutch
Customs House and looking back along the quayside at all the containers.
  A bit of
tree trimming going across the car park at the sea
front.
  We cut through The Garden and found an
elderly canon, time enough for a quick pose and the trigger finger found its mark.
  One very misshapen
and gnarly thing to another, love this
tree.
 The ladies in the Tourism Office were
very helpful and having rung a few people, they allowed Bear to talk to a chap
called Lionel. Back home to fetch the broken alternator and back ashore for Bear
to take a taxi to Half Tree Hollow – the long way round as the road up to the
top of Jacob’s Ladder was closed. We also booked a hire car to explore the
island on the morrow. I mooched around the shops and found Bear twelve very
green ‘ladies fingers’ – little bananas that cost me three pounds twenty-five
and then I bimbled around the biggest supermarket for a a
few bits. The two dozen eggs were not too bad at five pounds forty,
neither were the hot pies at one forty each. The three cabbages for the upcoming
journey hurt at nine pounds ninety-five as did the three telegraph and four
stubby cucumbers at thirteen seventeen. Ouch. Later, I would mention the pain of
the shop to Danny the water taxi man. “Oh, there was a catamaran in last week
with two children aboard, they said they couldn’t afford to stay so they left.
We shop from day to day, you never see anyone buying for a month that’s for
sure.”
Bear returned feeling semi-confident
having left our alternator with Lionel’s wife. Fingers crossed.
  We cut through Customs House to have a
closer look at the impressive canons on their wooden
truckles.
  We could just make out the Royal Stamp and once again the trigger
finger had a ball.
 Bit of an ‘arty
shot’ shame about the gate being up.
  Waves crashed
in (missed the biggest ones) and caused quite a back-slop. Indeed
overnight we rolled horribly. Waiting for the water taxi we watched loads of tangs sniffing at a feather on the
water.
 Sunset,
games in the cockpit after eating our delicious pies with baked
beans.
ALL IN ALL FINGERS CROSSED
FOR LIONEL
ONE SMALL STEP AT A
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