Geoff Brock & Bruce Gamble
         
     
   
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Day 23 - Ashore on St Helena for the last time

 
Tuesday 18th April 2023
 
I decided to use my last half day here to stretch my legs and get a better feel for Jamestown, seeing the sights and chatting to the friendly locals.
 
St James’ Church. The oldest Anglican Church south of the equator.
 
 
 
 
 
Edith and Gregor met the chief of police while they were sitting having a drink at the hotel. He was very friendly and told them that there are currently 25 inmates here, some of whom are in for long terms.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
I liked the look of the biggest hotel I had seen, so I decided to drop in for coffee and a croissant. The staff were so friendly, like everybody else in town, it seems. Without fail, everyone I have passed has wished me a good morning and asked if I was from the ship. The island clearly has strong links to South Africa, which provided an extra talking point when I told them where I was from originally. Almost everything in the shops has to be imported from there. They are also grateful for the consignment of Tristan potatoes that we brought in for them, because there are none on the island and they are short of many other foodstuffs. When there is word that some bananas have arrived, there is a rush to the shops and they sell out quickly.
 
Going inside the hotel was like stepping back in time.
 
 
I bought some chocolate from the Atlantic Store, because the box I bought in Ushuaia was history!
 
I walked up the hill towards the outskirts of the town.
 
The painted sign on the side of the hill made me smile.
 
It did cross my mind that there was nice little place up in the hills which might suit him if he wanted to take them up on their offer, although it might not go down too well with the French.
 
 
For an island community of only 4500 people, there are a lot of churches... Anglican, Catholic, Baptist, Seventh Day Adventist and JW. Whilst walking past one of them, I was cordially invited in to join them. I cordially declined.
 
If you know, you know! (For those who don't, this is an extremely common sight in South Africa where these vehicles are used as taxis, some of whose driver's don't have the most considerate approach to driving. It seemed so strange to see one of them here, complete with the familar branding and emergency escape signs in English and Afrikaans.)
 
Walking back down the hill and into town again.
 
 
I had seen a couple of wirebirds. I didn't need to go on the tour!
 

Returning to the ship, I spent a quiet hour before lunch staring out for my last look at the beautiful island. I was delighted when I caught sight of a large shadow in the water. It turned out to be one of quite a few whale sharks. Although they never surfaced and the video isn't the most exciting one I've ever taken, it felt really special to me.

 
A little online research and I came up with the following:-
 
Other passengers were still enjoying their last adventures here too.
 
 
 
 
 
I'd love to claim the credit for these beautful pictures, but I can't!
 
 
 
 
 
Later, I got to taste the wahoo that I saw being brought aboard yesterday. It was delicious!
 
Not to mention the first bananas that we had seen in a couple of weeks. They too, were delicious!
 
 
 
©Geoff Brock and Bruce Gamble