Leg 3 (of course it has to be three legs)

Glen Helen - which I had pretty much to myself on this wet March morning

 I have been to a Glen Helen once before - where I escaped from my 100% Germanic fellow tourists for a bit of Anglo comfort and quite a few gin and tonics.  It is where I learned that the two armpits of the world are Coober Pedy and Tennants Creek.  I see no reason to demur. It is a bit different, strangely the only "thing to do" mentioned on the national park website is cycling - frankly getting sloshed, wandering back to one's swag and then falling asleep under a million billion stars is a whole lot better.

It is pretty moist in the glen - is this navelwort?

Here is the hotel - it is all about location - and this one has it.  Glen behind and TT course in front.

 And this is what I wrote:

Up over Snaefell - and I am still the slowest vehicle on the TT course - like is there a speed limit?  Locals drive like there is not (on checking - no there is not)

Off to Point of Ayre

Some amazing Lichen Heath vegetation in the slack behind the shingle bank

 

Amazing smells on the seaward side - this family have breakfast on the beach - every Easter Monday - no matter how cold, windy an rainy.  Yum Yum

It is all shingle up at the point - the beach changes with every tide - you can see where the currents meet and you can hear the pebbles moving

The strangest things get washed up

From the far North to the very South - this is Calf of Man

It was a wet and cold Easter bank holiday Monday - the Living Museum at Cregneash had just closed, it was late afternoon and the whole nation headed for the Sound Cafe.  Lots to see in the area and some nice grub before heading for my evening flight at:
  

To be honest I think this detail of the terminal building looks a bit "National Socialist" - when was it built?

All the available evidence suggests 2000AD - if so they did a very good job of making it look appropriately retro

Bye Bye IOM - three wonderful days - go now! I don't think you will regret it.