It turns out I might have been inspired to start this blog more than 20 years ago, and this story goes back even further than that.
This summer, I spent time on deserted beaches, lush hillsides, and walking in an unusual way up a beautiful glen in the Isle of Man.
Sunbathing at the nature reserve
Ayres Nature Reserve
The top of Glen Auldyn
And it’s not just me that thinks it’s special.
I was happy to learn that the Isle of Man is preparing to become a UNESCO Biosphere Reserve.
No, this doesn’t mean it’ll have a huge dome placed over the top of it, and the government will preserve it as it is for the next 100 years.
It means that the Island has a balanced and diverse mix of ecosystem and population, and that it’s worth well managing that mix.
Biosphere reserves are places where nature can flourish and the local economy can grow. I’m looking forward to seeing this project develop, especially as it will almost certainly help outdoor adventure and education organisations like the Venture Centre.
For more details and videos, go to the brand new Isle of Man Biosphere Vannin website.
About the same time as I was becoming a 13-year-old social investor, I visited the Venture Centre with school friends. Continue reading
My adventure to the remote Marau Peninsula started from Salvador, in the North East of Brazil. Up at 7am, I’d be there by 3pm.
Cars Loading up
Kids at the dock
Speed boating to the peninsula
The welcoming beach of Barra Grande
Chole, who used to be nurse in Peckham, London, decided to switch her life for another destiny. She’s spent the last 5 years building a beautiful lodge called Butterfly House, just next door to the one I was planning to visit.
It turned out that it was Chloe’s Birthday, so of course there was a party at Butterfly House, to which I was kindly invited. What would you expect from the social butterfly of Butterfly House? Thanks Chloe!
View from the balcony
Lovely shady garden
Chill out room
Light switch or nipple?
Stevie for breakfast
Chloe preparing some drinks
After getting lost on a deserted beach, which is pretty hard to do, I arrived in time for Lewis’s signature cocktail, his Caiprioska. As you probably know, it’s just like Caipirinha, but with vodka instead of Cachaca. A couple of hours later and we were doing shots of tequila, and I was invited to stay the night in a gorgeous double room, complete with coconut light switches that I think look a bit like boobs with large nipples.
After the gourmet-amuse bouche, from super friendly head chef Ilious, there was a delicious home made chocolate cake, which we finished off for dessert at breakfast. Luckily Ilious had lived in Portobello Road, London, and knew exactly how to make scrambled eggs and bacon for a wondering Englishman (well.. Manxman).
I had a wonderful time in the Butterfly House, and recommend it to anyone looking for a slice of bohemian luxury on the Marau Peninsula.