Unfortunately another round of atrocious weather has arrived to mess up our plans. Oh well, Fowey isn’t a bad place to be stuck, even if your tent is being blown apart. ‘Fowey’ is pronounced ‘Foy’, to confuse foreigners. It’s a narrow inlet to a steep-sided drowned river valley that is simply beautiful (we know, we paddled 12km down it last night) with a harbour that is unbearably quaint. Daphne Du Maurier lived and wrote here.
O the Harbour of Fowey
Is a beautiful spot,
And it’s there I enjowey
To sail in a yot”
Arthur Quiller-Couch
It’s not all tweeness however; despite the diminutive proportions, Fowey is the UK’s 11th busiest export harbour, something to do with the Russian freight ships that keep heading out loaded with china clay.
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