Twelve nights in Benodet - a treat

Base rules, apparently.

The Mer Blanche, my favourite bit. Tide out

On the way to Portsmouth we stopped for a very chilling day in West Chiltington to catch up with Steve and Kate - brill.

Sunday morning, relaxing

What a corking day

Then a game of boule in the afternoon

Tea and cake too

Dinner at Port Solent, Portsmouth.

And then Monday morning off we sail to Caen.

First pose!

Campsite, before the girls disappeared to Base

Some stolen pics of the pool, as we didn't take any

A poser

Had enough

Kite surfing at the Mer Blanche - these guys could get some air!

The Odet

A rather cool and breezy Bastille Day show.  Crepes and cider were spot on

Traditional, honest

Couldn't get anyone to come up with me to join in.

It got too cold and we headed for home.

Rionna enjoyed the "Glo" disco

Shauna and I enjoyed the fireworks

Traditional breakfast, no wait we have beer, it must be lunch

Outing to Concarneau.  Thankfully the weather improved.

Busy market

Old walled town, where we are off to shortly.

Treated the girls to their lunch out.

Medieval walled town, and medieval tourist

In we go

The chocolate shop.  Chocolate babies and orcas and everything

Even a chocolate lion

The other way in and out, by ferry across the Moros.

Checking for invaders

Tide out!

And back to the ranch


The beach always looked lovely in the evening

The Mer Blanche again

One fine day Sharon and I took off for Pointe Du Raz, a wild and majestic spur from which we could see the Ile de Sein.  It was full of bus parties, but still nice.

And on the way back we found a fascinating old church!

Heading into town

Benodet was a popular place

Evening stroll and paddle.


Ubiquitous French Cathedral

and candle lighting - Rionna's schooling is really paying off

And we found a most interesting museum, that everyone enjoyed.

Quimper is famous for it's old timber-framed houses and narrow little streets.

Made us feel at home

Back at the site

The local church

In town again, at the mouth of the Odet


This is the life

The Mer Blanche again, a hive of activity

And the Mer Blanche with the tide out.

Enough of that picture nonesense!

Back to the beach

It wasn't just me that went to the Mer Blanche.

Heading for home, I treated the girls to their lunch out.

Poignant stop at a war cemetery

Back on the boat, heading for home

Night night.

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