La Forêt-Fouesnant, Finistère
Campside 200m behind top of snap |
Beside the estuary |
Trente jours on the road today. No mortal wounds inflicted (I missed), all present and accounted for. Yesterday's delight was a email from our removals company stating that as we won't be living in NZ when our personal effects (junk) arrives back in NZ on the twenty third, said junk will be valued and we will be charged GST and any duties applicable on the total value. Wonderful, it never ends. Seems the only solution is to export wife as well..... Stand by for updates on that one. As I only read the email, Friday evening I will have to wait to evaluate options when Kiwi and Pommie offices open on Monday.
Single handers |
High tide was at one thirty today so I popped down the road a couple of times prior to see if I could sail from the village, walking the boat from the camp. Doable but limited sailing, two hours either side of high tide. Also did some research on Wifi repeaters as the current system on having only one device at a time is driving me nuts. Looks like this one is a good option. Readers opinions and advice appreciated.
Family explore on bikes, having a look around the estuary. Today felt like summer, twenty two degrees and that lovely summer smell in the air, warm trees, grass etc. Lovely bike track skirting the edge of the estuary to stumble upon one of the biggest marinas I have ever seen, including, what I assume are Vendée Globe boats - very impressive.
We biked to the coast and were absolutely dumfounded - beautiful, with a gentle warm breeze. After an hour we biked home, via the patesserie and returned with togs and beach paraphernalia, staying till six. Certainly was a treat as we weren't expecting beach life till way further south. Many boats sailing, keen to join them. Watched a couple of 49ers making a hash of it but then they are dreadful boats. Helped drag them up the beach, couldn't believe the weight.
We have two more nights here then we might try the beachside camp.
Watched Darling Buds of May tonight, children totally charmed by Ma and Pa Larkin.
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