We are here!!, France that is. Finally after a mammoth job moving out (we couldn’t believe how much stuff we had in that small flat). Car boot sales, charity shops, dumpit sites, Parents and Helens loft finally meant an empty flat and we could set off for Dover.
Oops didn’t leave a lot of time to catch the ferry so had to go flat out non- stop which is hard in a camper to make the boat. Luckily we made it and landed in Dunkerque. We spent the next couple of days driving across the country – sleeping in aires (service stations), we drove through Normandy and Brittany avoiding toll roads and saw some beautiful countryside, before arriving at our first destination; Baie de trespasses. This translates as the bay of death (hope that’s to do with ship wrecks and not surfers!). We had a look around the headland and forget Australia we saw lizards and even a genuine snake I (John) was very excited as I’ve never seen a snake in the wild before. I even thought of doing a Steve Irwin and picking it up but then I remembered I’m not Steve Irwin so didn’t.
The bay looked just like Croyde in North Devon, in fact this coastline is very Cornish – jagged and spectacular not like the French coast we have seen before: miles of straight beach and sand dunes. There was a small wave and we were on it for the next 3 days. We named the place bay of seaweed as we have both never seen as much. Ruth had to spend a while picking it out of her hair. We had a couple of nights in a really peaceful campsite (owls hooting and everything), then a night free camping which is so much easier in September than August (no Gendarmerie to give you grief). Now heading further south.
Oops didn’t leave a lot of time to catch the ferry so had to go flat out non- stop which is hard in a camper to make the boat. Luckily we made it and landed in Dunkerque. We spent the next couple of days driving across the country – sleeping in aires (service stations), we drove through Normandy and Brittany avoiding toll roads and saw some beautiful countryside, before arriving at our first destination; Baie de trespasses. This translates as the bay of death (hope that’s to do with ship wrecks and not surfers!). We had a look around the headland and forget Australia we saw lizards and even a genuine snake I (John) was very excited as I’ve never seen a snake in the wild before. I even thought of doing a Steve Irwin and picking it up but then I remembered I’m not Steve Irwin so didn’t.
The bay looked just like Croyde in North Devon, in fact this coastline is very Cornish – jagged and spectacular not like the French coast we have seen before: miles of straight beach and sand dunes. There was a small wave and we were on it for the next 3 days. We named the place bay of seaweed as we have both never seen as much. Ruth had to spend a while picking it out of her hair. We had a couple of nights in a really peaceful campsite (owls hooting and everything), then a night free camping which is so much easier in September than August (no Gendarmerie to give you grief). Now heading further south.
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