The Torpoint Ferry is a car and pedestrian chain ferry connecting the A374 which crosses the Hamoaze, a stretch of water at the mouth of the River Tamar, between Devonport in Plymouth and Torpoint in Cornwall. The service was established in 1791 and chain ferry operations were introduced by James Meadows Rendel in 1832. The route is currently served by three ferries, built by Ferguson Shipbuilders Ltd at Port Glasgow and named after three rivers in the area: Tamar II, Lynher II and Plym II. Each ferry carries 73 cars and operates using its own set of slipways and parallel chains, with a vehicle weight limit of 18 tonnes (20 tons).

The ferries, along with the nearby Tamar Bridge, are operated by the Tamar Bridge and Torpoint Ferry Joint Committee, which is jointly owned by Plymouth City Council and Cornwall Council.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Torpoint_Ferry#Current_operations

From Plymouth Live today

‘I’m slowly losing my mind and Torpoint ferry queues are to blame’

I’m sure many people living in South East Cornwall will tell you, it can be frustrating to be at the mercy of the ferries. Given the alternative is a drive around to Saltash or God forbid you decide to go through Tavistock, we are pretty much cut off from civilisation without the bridge or ferry.

Yes, I know as a country girl I’m spoilt living here and I genuinely cannot imagine not living near the sea, but to all the people who don’t rely on the ferry who think ‘you can’t complain about the ferry it’s not that bad’ yes I can, watch me.

I completely understand they run 365 days a year no matter the weather, and I cannot stress enough that the workers are not to blame but, as one of the many who is reliant on the ferries, I am increasingly exhausted at the amount of time wasted simply sat waiting and hoping to catch a ferry.

It’ll be too depressing to try and keep track of how much time I spend waiting in a bloody ferry queue, but if I had to guess it would be a lot. I think what I find even more frustrating than the mundane wait is that they are so unpredictable.

I don’t know what she’s complaining about. She wants to try living on Mull.