17th September 2019

After a long sail, we had a leisurely start with a light breakfast of coffee and croissant and a visit to the marina office. The staff are very pleasant and welcoming and at €22 per night a bargain.

We walked into the very picturesque town. The town has a warm feel to it and has maintained it own character of older times. Full of Fish mongers, Bakers, Butchers, and dried meat shows, all very specific to France and the French way of life. Both Paul and I felt immediately at ease and welcomed by the residents.

We made our way through the town and towards the sea front with wonderful long and clean pebble beeches. Unbelievably, there were swimmers in the water. Taking a closer look the majority of them were pensioners exercising and all looking in extremely good conditions. We walked toward the chalk cliffs overhanging the sea shore and as we approached noticed how treacherous they were, with regular rock falls. Apparently, the cliff erode and retreat at leat 1/2 metre per year.

We walked back along the beach and towards and along the harbour wall, towards the entrance where we sailed through the evening before. Quite an ominous site, looking down the sea wall to the sea some 10 metres below.

The sea wall is full of locals, fishing for their lunch, some successfully with Mackerel in their storage buckets.

As we walked back towards the marina, we came across a multitude of plain, down to earth restaurants, full of locals. Although we didn’t go in, its on the list for our next visit. We choose a restaurant facing the marina and sat outside in the glorious September sunshine, with temperatures of summer. Mussels were the order of the day, one of the regional specialities.