The sailing photography course started early Saturday morning, which was a great excuse to travel down the evening before.
Usually when I've been there, for Cowes Week or Round the Island, the place had been heaving. On this cool spring night it felt more intimate, cosy, quiet, village-like.
I had a curry and then wandered the little streets, looking at property prices as one does (surprisingly affordable they were too), before heading back to the B&B under a full moon and a sprinkling of stars.
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There's nothing quite like Cows in Spring.
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