There are so many reasons to consider a Torquay stag weekend, not least of which is Torquay’s uniquely agreeable climate. With nine beautiful beaches, a picturesque marina and more watersports opportunities than you can shake a wetsuit at - don’t make the mistake of assuming that all of the qualities associated with the heart of The English Riviera are daytime-related. Mind you, when you’ve got your very own palm trees – Torbay Palms, they call them – you could forgive the locals for getting above themselves. But they don’t, as, fortunately, Basil Fawlty’s brand of hospitality is hardly the norm in a town that’s played host to legions of fun-hungry visitors, ever since naughty Napoleon’s antics forced Britain’s holidaying elite to put down their buckets and spades closer to home for a bit.
Torquay has thriving clubs, magnificent bars, and all the character you’d expect from a town that was, for quite some time, the global smuggler’s favourite. It’s also home to the UK’s most important stone-age site - they’re well used to caveman behaviour.
From the bowels of Union Street’s bars, to the scone-heavy tea rooms on the promenade - a stag weekend in Torquay is a mixed bag of history and fun, a splendid cocktail of Quayside shops, harbourside clubs and breathtaking beaches. And, it’s set all against a backdrop of (relative) warmth and humidity. The local populace are generally friendly and good-humoured, but, as it’s the birthplace of both Peter Cook and Basil Fawlty, you should expect more than the occasional deadpan delivery every now and again.
There is nowhere else in the UK that offers such a potent blend of rich history, warm sea air, windsurfing… and palm trees. Taking your daytime exuberance into the evenings will not be a problem here either - stag weekends have docked successfully in Torbay’s main port for hundreds of years and counting. And, getting amongst the colourful characters for a raucous celebration is positively encouraged, if you want to make the most of your Torquay stag weekend.