| To celebrate the success of our lobster film we decided to have a seafood picnic at Morte Point, the place where Geoff’s father began lobster potting in a wooden boat many years ago. It wasn’t quite like that – it was Mike’s birthday and we’d persuaded him out for a coastal walk and a picnic – which I was probably supposed to prepare. But the forecast was rain showers and although we were determined to walk we agreed we should probably go to a pub instead. |  seafood picnic by the sea |
We dithered because we wanted a long walk and Mike wanted to fish. I should have made that picnic! Then I remembered Mor Shellfish T –Eat, in the square at Mortehoe, run by Geoff’s sisters (selling Geoff’s lobsters and crabs of course) who feature in our film. I rang them on 01271 870633 and Cath said she could have a seafood platter ready in minutes.
So mad dogs and English families (I think Cath and Sally thought us a bit mad) we headed out to the coastal path in the rain, carrying our seafood platter and a bottle of chilled white (not on Boat Stories budget I promise you.) As we walked along, I wondered if we were following the same route the Huelin children took when they went to help their father haul his wooden potting boat out of reach of the tide. Mike climbed down the rocky shore to fish and we girls sat out of reach of the salt spray, watching the world go by. Amazingly, although we could see beyond Barricane Beach to the lighthouse on Bull Point in one direction and over to Baggy in the other (Woolacombe beach was hidden by the headland) the only human life we saw was a potting boat – possibly the Compass Rose, heading home to Ilfracombe.
So mad dogs and English families (I think Cath and Sally thought us a bit mad) we headed out to the coastal path in the rain, carrying our seafood platter and a bottle of chilled white (not on Boat Stories budget I promise you.) As we walked along, I wondered if we were following the same route the Huelin children took when they went to help their father haul his wooden potting boat out of reach of the tide. Mike climbed down the rocky shore to fish and we girls sat out of reach of the salt spray, watching the world go by. Amazingly, although we could see beyond Barricane Beach to the lighthouse on Bull Point in one direction and over to Baggy in the other (Woolacombe beach was hidden by the headland) the only human life we saw was a potting boat – possibly the Compass Rose, heading home to Ilfracombe.
curious seal watching us OK so it was drizzling – the rain had blotted out Lundy Island. But it was still a glorious experience feasting on lobster and crab and salad with the swell crashing against the rocks and the odd gannet and two curious seals watching us watching them. I don’t think we disturbed the seals – the tide was rising, the rocks not particularly comfortable - it didn’t look like a good spot to haul out. Between four of us we couldn't manage the seafood platter for two (though we added a French baguette and the wine) we had it for lunch the next day too.
If instead of a picnic you’d rather have your seafood Mediterranean-style, sitting out under a brightly coloured umbrella watching the fishing boats coming in and out of the harbour then head to Ilfracombe.
S&P café and fish shop Every time Boat Stories has been busy slaving away in the harbour she has looked longingly at the punters sitting outside S & P’s café enjoying their seafood platters or crab sandwiches (lobsters and crabs landed by Lady of Lundy) and their wine. To be fair - Boat Stories has been known to hold the occasional meeting at the café... after all it’s only a stone’s throw from where the trawlers tie up. A reminder that S & P fish shop also sells wet fish which comes directly from their trawlers. 01271 865923 see our fish page or scroll down to find an earlier blog on S&P.
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