Mr Uhdd and Tom left the Salcombe area of Devon on Saturday, to drive to Weymouth to stay with Mr Uhdd’s brother BiL, for a few more days of messing about with boats, they towed behind them our sailing dinghy a GP14, on a trailer. Now they didn’t sail the GP14 in Weymouth, they had bigger faster boats in mind, (it’s a boy thing) so they left it parked up on BiL’s drive. Today Mr Uhdd and Tom drove back from Weymouth to Derbyshire a six hour drive. When they got home and started to unload the boat, look what they found on the GP, on the foredeck, clinging resolutely to the cable for the lighting bar.
Have we seen that face somewhere before!
I think the chances of it being a cricket (and I think we’ve established it is a cricket, not a grasshopper, you learn so much writting a blog) from Derbyshire are miniscule, I’ve never seen or heard any here and it would be a very big coincidence that it just leapt on the boat the moment it swung into the yard; of course it could be a Weymouth cricket, but Weymouth or Salcombe it’s still an epic journey, no wonder it looks a little windswept.
Uphilldowndale 
Even bigger wow!
My book certainly say they’re only found on the South coast so it looks like you’ve got a very well travelled little cricket there! I wonder if she has any eggs left to colonise “the North”.
Excellent.
I love the face. Imagine the whole amazing journey from the cricket’s perspective. D’you suppose it made a conscious decision to hitch a ride? Maybe crickets, like people, develop wanderlust.
How cool! Such determination for a hitch hiker. 😉
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The saga continues! And it’s absolutely delightful. Bless him. I had a cricket living under my basin in my room at university and on my first day there he chirped the whole night long so I didn’t get any sleep at all. It was really really loud in a confined space. I didn’t bless him, not at all! This one obviously prefers open spaces, and the open road.
Amazing! xx
Looks like George, my favourite pet Cricket;escaped from Weymouth.
BiL