Brittany a feast for our eyes

Driving through Brittany was a feast for our eyes: Beautiful beaches, cute little villages, lovely cottages, old stone churches with strange steeples and at the coast, boats – lots of boats.

Beautiful bay in Brittany
There were so many sweet little cottages
The churches had really unusual spires

We drove from Plestin-les-Grèves through Saint Jean du Doight (population 649) and stopped for a stroll in Locquirec where we admired the bilge keeled yachts that were able to stand on the sand when the tide went out leaving most of the boats high and dry.

A bilge keeler has two keels that allows the boat to sit upright when the tide is out ….
…….while others tip on their side unless like this one, they have poles attached to help them sit upright.

A short way down the road we stopped again to look at the amazing panoramic view from the cliff top at the De Marc’h Sammet. The board which looked as though it was portraying a lighthouse baffled us until we realised it was demonstrating that this was a scenic lookout and there were views to be seen!

Would you know what this notice means?
The view was spectacular!

We meandered along the coast road taking the scenic route to our campsite for the night and just enjoying watching out for interesting sights.

Loved the architecture in Brittany
And the cake shops!
Sad to see sone of the old cottages deserted and crumbling

At sunset we arrived at our “Aire de camping car” – basically a free or very cheap site with basic facilities such as water and power (user pays), waste water disposal etc.

The rules for this particular “Aire” – all in French of course.
The sun was just going down when we went for our walk

The “Aire” at Ploudalmézeau was right by the ocean so we were able to go for a beautiful sunset walk along the beach.

The settings bathed everything in a beautiful light

Looking at the clear sparkling clean sea and the immaculate sandy beach it was hard to imagine a very different scene in March 1978 when the crude oil carrier Amoco Cadiz ran aground just five kilometres off the shore. This massive vessel broke in three and sank, disgorging her black sludgy cargo into the pristine waters, causing the largest ever oil spill (estimated at 220,880 metric tonnes) ever, at that time.

The pristine beach at Ploudalmezeau
The Amoco Cadiz as it was sinking (stock image)

Off again the next day at a leisurely pace, we headed for Clohars-Carnoët. The first highlight of the day was to come across a herd of about 14 stunning Breton draft horses grazing in a makeshift paddock on the clifftop at Landunvez. Their caretaker was pouring water into the trough from a barrel he’d brought by tractor.

The magnificent Breton horses
They had gorgeous flaxen manes and tails

Each of the horses took their turn to drink – the dominant male first and then through the ranks until the young foals had their turn.

Waiting for the trough to be filled up
Finally it was the turn of the young foals to drink.

With their distinctive flaxon manes and sturdy, muscular bodies and short and powerful legs they looked so handsome and many people stopped to admire them while we were there.

These lovely horses were receiving a lot of attention from passers-by

We had a great lunch in a small but packed restaurant overlooking the ocean called Ar Dagenta in Le Conquet (the most westward town of mainland France) where the set lunch was fresh prawn salad, chicken chausseur and a choice of dessert with as much table wine as you wanted for only eight Euros (roughly Aus$13) each.

The scene of our delicious lunch
The place was packed!
There was a pirate at another of the restaurants in Le Conquet

We waddled our way back to the van and drove on to the important harbour city of Brest where we stayed in another “Aire” to the north-east of the ancient city and adjacent to the massive marina.

There was lots of activity going on down by the water in Brest
…..and many, many boats.

There were some interesting sculptures on the water front

Although we hadn’t really done much except drive and eat and walk a little we flopped into bed exhausted- probably amazement fatigue setting in from the ever continuing visual feast that we had been experiencing.

Published by

Salty tales from Bali Hai

In 2015, after a break from cruising of almost 30 years, my husband and I sailed off into the sunset - this time to the wonderful Islands of Indonesia and beyond. Three years passed and we swapped sails for wheels driving through Scandinavia and Europe in a motor home. Now we are on the brink of another adventure - buying a Lagoon 420 Catamaran in Athens. This is our story.

2 thoughts on “Brittany a feast for our eyes”

  1. I am loving your posts! Thanks so much. I was in Brittany just over a year ago and loved it. Thinking of buying a camper and traveling through Europe. Thanks again, Lori Ashton from SY Lunasea moored NW at Phuket Yacht Haven

    On Thu, Mar 14, 2019 at 11:39 AM Salty tales from Bali Hai wrote:

    > Salty tales from Bali Hai posted: “Driving through Brittany was a feast > for our eyes: Beautiful beaches, cute little villages, lovely cottages, old > stone churches with strange steeples and at the coast, boats – lots of > boats. We drove from Plestin-les-Grèves through Saint Jean du ” >

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s