Day 534 – Friday 30th August 2019
A bright day.
As we are off to France tomorrow Julie spent the day putting all her things in the van and generally fussing about getting everything just so. I can’t complain, God knows what the van would look like if I was left in charge of the internal storage.
Finally fully loaded
I busied myself with my hedges.
Day 535 – Saturday 31st August 2019
A sunny morning and up early and off to Dover to catch the ferry.
This is how Cfor decided to travel today
Britain, what can you say? It’s certainly a lot livelier now with Boris in charge, I just hope it’s still here when we get back 😀
Once off the ferry we headed to a campsite just outside Wimereux near Boulogne for the weekend. After we’d settled in and had lunch we went in to the town for a nose about.
It’s fabulous to be back in France 😀
I love France. The Belgians make great beer and the Germans make great cars but the French know how to make great towns and villages and know how to look after them; we could learn a lot from them.
I see Guy Verhofstadt is visiting the town
Back at the campsite Cfor had a good look about before venturing out
Once he’d got his courage up the little swine was in and out of the van all evening
Sunset at Wimereux
Day 536 – Sunday 1st September 2019
A beautiful day
Early morning bathers, they must be completely mad
After a stroll on the beach we had lunch and then went to Boulogne and had a walk around the old town which is beautiful.
we came across some Morris dancers from Essex
Boulogne cathedral
Day 537 – Monday 2nd September 2019
A beautiful day. We packed up and set off for Mers-les-Bains about 80 miles further along the coast. As we approached the campsite Doris decided to send us into the town itself and then around a tight narrow one way system. I could feel Julie’s blood pressure rising in the passenger seat:-D
Cfor loves looking at the traffic. I’ve told him when he’s old enough to get his provisional licence I’ll teach him how to drive.
The campsite at Mers-les-Bains is great; lovely and quiet and we have a big green pitch
Cfor loves it…
especially the long grass
Mers-les-Bains is a nice little seaside town with an unspoilt front and a stony beach packed with huts.
The French never waste a hilltop, the Notre Dame statue on the cliff overlooking Mers-les-Bains
Day 538 – Tuesday 3rd September 2019
A bright morning.
After Cfor had had his morning walk about we set off for Fecamp.
Just over halfway there Doris thought it’d be fun if we did 20 odd miles on twisty back roads rather than sticking to the main road. Julie was non too pleased.
At Fecamp the campsite itself was on a cliff overlooking the town and its approach was steep and narrow. It started off with a 150 degree turn uphill which it took us a couple of attempts then the road got decidedly narrower. After being softened up by Doris’ earlier back roads detour this really did for Julie’s nerves.
The site itself was very hilly so after all that palaver we hightailed it back down the hill and went on to Etretat.
The site at Etretat is municipal but very well looked after.
It’s also full which makes me think it’d be wise to start ringing up to book sites.
Etretat town from the Falaise d’Etratat
the Falaise d’Etratat (the arch on the right)
Day 539 – Wednesday 4th September 2019
A dull start to the day and light rain is forecast so we I decided we would give HonFleur a miss this trip and head straight down to Dinan. Doris behaved herself and we landed at the site just after lunchtime.
Pont de Normandie
Cfor was out the door and exploring the moment the engine was turned off
Dinan is a beautiful old Town.
It has a wonky clock tower dating from about 1500 and it’s only €4 to climb the 158 steps.
It was a bit windy but there was a great view of the town
this bell scared the bejasus out of me
The town has around 1,300 half timbered buildings
Like all wooden buildings occasionally they burn down
The old part of the town is car free and immaculately looked after. The only litter I saw all day was a solitary Fish O Fillet box from bloody McDonald’s
Found a Santiago de Compostela badge, that’s a bloody long way to walk from here.
Day 540 – Thursday 5th September 2019
An overcast start to the day which was okay as we are travelling down to Carnac today.
Before we set off we popped into Dinan to have a butchers at the market
On the road after 10 minutes of fun and games with Doris and her imaginary weight limits we had a peaceful enough journey into Brittany.
The campsite that I rang up yesterday and checked had enough room for us was closed for the winter! Luckily there are dozens of campsites in the area and we were soon settled into our new pitch.
Cfor did his usual site inspection then spent the rest of the day asleep on the dashboard.
We are going to have a few boring days looking at standing stones generally relaxing like retirees should do.
The shore at Beaumer