12th Feb 07 - Cannanore
Sailed overnight to Cannanore. Again in very calm seas.
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| Another landing by tender. |
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| Local boat comes out to take a look at us |
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| Boatyard |
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| Cannanore with its fishing boats |
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| We went to (another!) fort, a local museum and a weaving factory. It was like going back 200 years with all the looms hand and foot powered. The ladies earn £1 a day |
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| Everywhere we went, we were the curiosity. Here the weaving ladies come out to take a peek at the tourists! |
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| Caused a commotion when we drove past the local school! |
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| It was the street scenes that really fascinated me. Normal people going about their daily business - stalls selling everything line every street. |
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| Brightly coloured buses at the Bus Station |
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| The clean, white Morris Ambassador caught my eye. I thought "God's Own Country" only applied to the Lake District? |
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