A camping adventure in the Channel Islands | Trip
We stopped at a safe distance and saw them floating on the surface, which is the only way for them to sleep, the captain told us. It was already a magical trip and we hadn’t even arrived yet.
Once on the island the ferry nosed over at Bechers Bay and we unloaded from the front of the boat. This precarious loading maneuver is the reason many trips are canceled. When the sea is too rough, the captain cannot safely hold the boat beside the dock to let passengers get off.
Once safely on the pier we got a quick overview of the island’s dos and don’ts from the local ranger. When the boat left the dock, we realized we were alone. A quick glance at our cell phones showed us that we had no service which made me realize that we were really going to relax on this trip. We lifted our backpacks and started the 1.3 mile hike to the campsite with about 20 other rag campers, some fully prepared with hiking gear, others dragging gym bags and dragging chests ice cream. We really were a motley crew.
The island is breathtaking, completely calm and serene. We walked along the shore path overlooking the beautiful white sand beach below, mesmerized by the loneliness and feeling like we were the only ones to walk for miles.
The Santa Rosa campsite is located in a small canyon about 800 meters from the beach. Each of the 12 sites is equipped with a giant lean-to (for the wind) and a food locker to protect your stores from the many creatures like crows, mice, and island foxes. We set up our tent as close as possible to the lean-to, following the example of the others, put our food away and set off for our first hike.