Sandy Bay, Saint Helena
I love Mondays! The girls are dispatched on to their school bus, a quick clear up of breakfast things, and I'm off. The journey in itself is a treat. Roof down, I usually leave Half Tree Hollow in blazing sunshine, climb up the hill to St. Paul's and beyond, quickly leaving the orange dust behind, barely out of second gear. Within five minutes I have entered a different landscape and climate zone. The chilly mist of low cloud, swathes of ferns and flax, and anci...