When we came in from our Atlantic crossing this is where we first landed. It’s the perfect protected spot. When you get the energy to pump up your dingy and ride ashore, you are greeted by two pubs, plenty of drink and usually a warm fire. Mostly second homes litter this beautiful snug harbour. A short walk out of town past the 1904 school house takes you to a sandy beach with wild flowers and fern abound.
Worlds End 