Saturday May 12, 2012
Hoe, according to a pamphlet, is a Saxon word meaning high place.
I wasn't thrilled to see the Plymouth Wheel at first, but it grew on me when I saw its value as a navigation aid especially from across town.
As a park, the Hoe just works. Bisecting it (more or less) with a chunk of pavement would have struck me as a bad idea, but it brings events and gatherings into the park. And what a setting - with the string of Regency buildings at one end of the Promenade, the Citadel beyond the other, and the green lawn in the middle with the hill down to the harbour.
Smeaton's Tower. I liked how Plymouth people make good use of their park.
Drake's Island.
Looking down at Grand Parade. If I ever see these railings/balustrades anywhere, I'll be reminded of Plymouth.
Monuments
The Hoe isn't all fun and games. The memorials there are a reminder of wars that have affected this place and its people. There is a memorial to commemorate the defeat of the Spanish Armada; a remembrance of those killed in the Boer war, killed in Korea, in Burma, etc.
Neptune at the Naval Memorial.
Marines Memorial.
Royal Air Force Memorial in foreground.
'Towards Another World.'
And of course there is a statue of explorer Sir Francis Drake. He was born in Tavistock, Devon, and he became a mayor of Plymouth.
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