Thursday, 20 May 2010
What a difference one day makes, we woke up to the sound of boats sounding their horns as it was very misty but this soon cleared and it turned out to be a superb day. Quite a strange camping as I had to hunt the owner down in order to pay for our stay, it would have been quite easy to just leave but we would have felt guilty.
The last 20 kilometers to Brest were much of the same as yesterday and my backside was a bit uncomfortable until I realised that my inflatable saddle had gone down so as soon as I fixed that it was a lot better. Everything in Brest was just detours and dug up, later we found out that they are busy putting in a tramway system, pretty much like the brt-systems in South Africa. The suburbs are rather bleak and ugly and we managed to follow the signs to the inner city despite all the deviations. Asked a few of the locals for the tourist office but they were rather braindead so in the end we found it ourselves.
We were in luck as we were helped by a very nice and enthusiastic lady who understood the needs and wants of cyclists and gave us tons of information and maps and pamphlets and directions so soon we were on our way again, cycling on the pavement as the roads were all dug up until we came to the castle where we found a nice bankie to have lunch.
We followed the lady’s very good directions and followed a nice cycling path along some impressive rock faces until we got to the bridge over the bay, the old bridge for cyclists and the new one for the motorway.
The camping was not far from here, first shopping though, I asked the manageress if it was ok to park our bikes in the foyer so we could shop together, no problem so we got ourselves some nice supplies including beer, cider and wine not to mention beans, chicken and chocolate, one has to feed well to cycle well 🙂