A one way ticket to Hel please!

It was all looking sort of familiar as I rolled up to the ferry ticket office this morning, overcast and hardly anyone about.  My man in the office had an apologetic look on his face "You must wait until ten o'clock to see if there are more people, there is only you".

Within two minutes another six folk had turned up and they were all return tickets, then another couple arrived!  My ticket office guy had a beaming smile on his face, "The boat will go".

The catamaran Agat was the one that the nine passengers and a bike were to board; time for a quick photo before off.

Ten o'clock almost to the minute the crew had cast off and we were away.

I couldn't resist another tall ships shot as we slowly moved away from the quay.

Into open water the Agat picked up speed for the hour long crossing.

Hel harbour; the thin cloud was already burning away and the day was quickly warming up.

Hel is roughly a tear drop shape with the 35km tail attached to the mainland at Wladyslawowo. 
Prior to the Second World War it was a heavily armoured area and was one of the last outposts to be taken by the German military machine.

The quiet end of Hel High Street; the rest of it is souvenir shops and eateries, your typical seaside spot and a favourite holiday venue for many Poles.

The eastern most end of Hel and there's the Baltic.  There appears to be a big reinstatement job going on, the dunes are fenced off with a few access points to get onto the beach.  The walkway is part funded by the EU and has many interpretive boards showing what is being done to re-colonise the dune area.

Relics from past conflict.

Just about room for one man and his rifle!!

The road back to the mainland with a great cycle track through the trees.

Shower and bed time, lets see what tomorrow brings?