Tuesday, May 25,2010
Pretty, pretty, pretty. I say it three times because it is the only way to describe our first section of the day, gently sloping hills through forests with gentle mountain streams at the bottom, so picturesque that we didn’t take a single photo because we were so busy admiring the surroundings. Then the whole scenario changed, it started raining, we had to take shelter in a bus stop to take stock of things, of course only option to carry on, we made it to the beach at Concarneau for lunch only to be almost blown off the beach by a sudden gust of wind.
From there on we followed a coastal track with lots of bridges and muddy estuaries, still wet when arriving at camp so we had to cook in tent.
