Bermudaful - The Atoll of Bermuda - Cliff Diving and Cruise ships - Part 2
We did find some enjoyable cliff diving, at Admiral Cove, a reasonable launch of about 6-10ft off crabgrass and limestone outcrops, splashing deep into clear, briny Atlantic, with pink sand and carved pirates-cove steps. We created a real monster, aforesaid 14 yo keeps asking when the next cliff dive is.
We were fortunate that our Victorian abode "Bowmore" was nestled near the main town of Hamilton, it was not very far to scoot to the Ferry. Another transference for tourists and locals to travel from port to island ends. St. Peter and Sister Serena came and picked up my mom by car and parked in Hamilton, then we loaded on to the public transport by foot. I actually had a very spoilt child moment when I realized my mom had “left the cane in the car”. She doesn’t like it and conveniently leaves it behind, o.f.t.e.n. It’s hard when you know a lot of walking is planned, you give forewarning, she forgets it, and ends up using me as a cane. Nonetheless, we carried-on, destination: The Royal Naval Dockyards at the West End. This area is the most protected and now navigable harborage on the island. Of course plenty of shipwrecks have sunk, without mercy, by the coral reefs, but by the 1800s, this area had been mapped and channeled, and today, the channel is regularly dredged to allow the ginormous cruise ships to harbor.
Bath House/Rum Bum, Horseshoe Beach |
Commissioners House |
Anyhow, we did find a pharmacy and I did buy my mom a collapsible cane, and we did find a viewpoint for her at a nice restaurant patio; therefore the rest of us able to tour the inside of the citadel at a flowing pace. It honestly would have been quite a challenge for her, steep steps and narrow halls, uneven cobbles, and parapets. So we gave her a history paper on the fortress in a shady seat with an iced ginger ale. Again, she seemed perfectly happy with this equilibrium.