Many persons resort to aquatic excursions for health, recreation, and the
gratification of a poetic taste; and we are happy to say that there are
few places that afford better opportunities for trips by sea than
Holyhead. Should the visitor desire a short voyage, he may be gratified;
three or four miles will land him at _Trefadog_ (Madog’s House), or
_Penrhyn_ (The Cape), on the opposite shore. Or he may have a nine miles
sail to the Skerries, or Island of Seals, and thus give the good man of
the rocks a proof that the sons of the soil cast a wishful look towards
his solitary abode by day, as well as the sons of the ocean by night. Or
he may have a four miles cruise to South Stack, glide by the New Harbour,
and gaze upon the sublime grandeur of the bold promontory. (See page
45.) Should the tourist, however, wish to achieve such nautical wonders
as to lose sight of his own dear land, and to be able to say to his
friends on returning—“I have crossed the seas!” his wish may be fully
realized. Walk to the Pier, tread the deck of one of our splendid
steamers, and in 4½ hours you will be landed on the shores of Ireland,
and inhale the bracing air of the far-famed Emerald Isle.