Guernsey: Early ferry schedule release will 'boost island'
Mr Mathieu, who is also chief executive of Condor Ferries, said: "Brittany Ferries exists to connect people, facilitate trade and enrich the regions we serve," he said."This is the earliest we have launched our Channel Islands' timetable, so is as we promised in the tender last year. "This is also important for our travel trade partners in the UK and continental Europe, as it allow them to plan further ahead, increase group bookings and broaden distribution."The schedule included high speed morning departures from St Malo and evening returns to France, along with departures on six days a week to Poole and Portsmouth. Islanders can also connect to Spain and Ireland on Brittany Ferries' network.Brittany Ferries said it was reporting growth on UK and France services this year compared with 2024.
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The Star Castle Hotel on St Mary's has double rooms from £249 half-board off-season to £448 in summer; singles from £146 to £244. Woodstock Ark is a secluded cabin in Cornwall, handy for departure from Penzance South Pier (sleeps two from £133 a night). The Scillonian ferry runs March to early November from £75pp. Kayak hire on Bryher £45 for a half day, from Hut 62. For further wildlife information check out the
