|The heat takes it toll|
|Siesta under the trees!|
|Back in Piriac-sur-mer|
|Sunset time in Piriac-sur-mer|
Arriving in Piriac the next day I could see why Esther has such fond memories of this idyllic seaside town. It was beautiful and as we sat by the sea eating the first of many Moules et Frites meals we felt very relaxed. We walked on the beach and watched the sun set over the sea.
After Piriac-sur-mer our daily routine fell into a simple rhythm. Wake up, pack up the tent, ride, eat, ride, eat, ride, find a camping (often in the dark!), pitch up, eat and sleep. As with our previous camping trips it was the simplicity and the physical effort and exhaustion that came with it that we found so relaxing, passing through beautiful, rolling countryside in the summer sunshine.
|Megalithic Stones of Carnac|
|Lunch by Mont Saint Micheal|
On our trip we laughed a lot and ate a lot. And I mean a lot. These days we're much more health concious than we were back in 2007, but on this trip we were definitely on the pastry diet. If there was a patisserie that we passed by without sampling their delights it is only because France has so many of them. We certainly tried our fair share.
|Patisseries delights again!|
Our journey finished where it had begun, with a day boat this time back to Portsmouth where we managed, in the dark, to find a campsite that would take us. Coming home with us were lots of happy memories and one very smelly cheese that wasn't making us any friends on the morning train to Oxford. Oh well, perhaps the other passengers just thought that was us.
|More moules and frites please!|