The forest was a lovely spot to stay in .. quiet, eerie, lots of birdsong, dappled light and then total darkness. In spite of this niether of us could settle... we've been doing quite a few early nights ... once its dark might as well sleep and get up early to make most of the day. The night before we had slept really well and even slept in so the next night we were restless. Decaff tea past midnight... finally sleeping probably about 2.00 ish meaning very late start the following day.
It didn't really matter. Our intention was a meandering drive to a supermarket and then to the highest point in Normandy (not to confused with previous highest point which was ALL of western France) Mount Picon which has a war memorial on top.
It was easy enough to find and a good spot for the night - but the weather is changing... actually rainy rain! Not extreme thunder deluges - just miserable drizzly rain.
There were supposed to be good views from the top but the trees have grown and its very a one direction over the valley view, but its a great spot to have a monument.
Normandy in the rain in mid september doesn't do the place justice. The fields are all bare... the crops harvested leaving acres of barren stubbly nothingness- flat land forever in every direction.
There are some pretty villages along every road and we seem to have definetly taken the back roads - pleasant driving but becoming a bit samey.... and I could sense Dr Fred was starting to find the driving a bit tedious.
With this in mind we decided to check out the most western and northern points of Normandy and then make a vague plan for changing ferry and heading home...
So we aimed for Goury - all the apps said no campers or Vehicles over 2.1 allowed near village but there was a camping car parking nearby so thats where we headed....
With the idea that we might be going home we did another wine sortie... we have now got our allowance and have a very varied selection of spanish, italian, and french wines... from decent to cheapo - but not in a carton cheap🤣🤣. I also bought a supply of mackeral in mustard sauce as I could eat it until I was sick... and I've never seen it in the UK.
We found the camper van parking....Crazy place absolutely packed to the gills with campervans... in all the trip we have never seen anywhere so busy... in the first instance there wasnt room for us but as we were scanning internet for alternative someone moved and we grabbed the spot.
We walked down to the most western point and looked at the lighthouse... wandered around the harbour and looked atcthe local restaurant.. nothing very exciting. We decided it was hometime. We would stay a second night here so Dr Fred could finish exploring and then wend our way to calais and get next available ferry.
The next day was very wet, still reasonably warm but Dr Fred got throughly soaked on his walk. As he had expected to he ventured out in his scruffiest oldest doesnt matter clothes - he looked like a lost demented garden gnome.🤣🤣
I sat and finally finished the European tour bug sewing project. I'm quite pleased with it for a first attempt but its probably my last attempt as well!! I'm just not patient enough or sufficiently able to pay attention to detail... I found it finicky and hard going... I pulled loads out needing to do it tidier or I'd miscounted.
"he looked like a lost demented garden gnome" - I wouldn't dare to comment!
ReplyDeleteEmbroidery looks really good and what a lovely souvenir to have, remembering all the places you sat and worked on it.
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