Where's Bertie? He's splashed out on another night at Capbreton.
Weather: After heavy rain overnight, it was drier than forecast today, with plenty of sun and just a couple of fleeting light showers. Cooler than of late (low teens).
I went for a trot around Cannock Chase this morning. That's what it felt like, with the only notable difference being that underfoot the tracks and paths were sandy, rather than gravelly. Otherwise, the number of similarities was incredible.
The Cannock Chase of Capbreton
I even got a trig point selfie!
Part of the route was called 'Tuc des neuf eglises'. A lengthy staircase led me up onto the sharp ridge of what was once a sand dune (well, I suppose it still is; it just has trees and various other plants growing on it now), where three wooden viewpoints had been constructed, each with an information sign. They explained that from the vantage points it was possible to see a total of nine churches. That was possibly true when the viewpoints were installed, or at some point in the past, but now trees have grown in front of the platforms, removing those views.
Not the most, nor the least, obscured viewpoint
All very enjoyable, and suitably undulating, but by the end my legs were feeling the effort on top of yesterday's ascent and descent. I was also hungry, despite having had breakfast before setting out and snacks as I went. It was a blow to return to Bertie to find that the bread van hadn't been (presumably it doesn't do Sundays at this time of year) and thus we didn't have fresh croissants or chocolatines for elevenses.
The afternoon was filled with our final TGO Challenge route vetting of the year, which was interspersed with looking out of Bertie's windscreen at the people who would suddenly fly up from the beach (attached to a kite, paragliding, sort of 'wing' (eeeh, I know all the technical terms...)) and appear over the top of the towering dunes that stand between us and the beach.
Weather: After heavy rain overnight, it was drier than forecast today, with plenty of sun and just a couple of fleeting light showers. Cooler than of late (low teens).
I went for a trot around Cannock Chase this morning. That's what it felt like, with the only notable difference being that underfoot the tracks and paths were sandy, rather than gravelly. Otherwise, the number of similarities was incredible.
Part of the route was called 'Tuc des neuf eglises'. A lengthy staircase led me up onto the sharp ridge of what was once a sand dune (well, I suppose it still is; it just has trees and various other plants growing on it now), where three wooden viewpoints had been constructed, each with an information sign. They explained that from the vantage points it was possible to see a total of nine churches. That was possibly true when the viewpoints were installed, or at some point in the past, but now trees have grown in front of the platforms, removing those views.
All very enjoyable, and suitably undulating, but by the end my legs were feeling the effort on top of yesterday's ascent and descent. I was also hungry, despite having had breakfast before setting out and snacks as I went. It was a blow to return to Bertie to find that the bread van hadn't been (presumably it doesn't do Sundays at this time of year) and thus we didn't have fresh croissants or chocolatines for elevenses.
The afternoon was filled with our final TGO Challenge route vetting of the year, which was interspersed with looking out of Bertie's windscreen at the people who would suddenly fly up from the beach (attached to a kite, paragliding, sort of 'wing' (eeeh, I know all the technical terms...)) and appear over the top of the towering dunes that stand between us and the beach.
Taken from the beach viewpoint
It was the knowledge that we would be spending a chunk of the afternoon at the laptop that had us decide to stay here a second night. Pushing on northwards today would have given the benefit of quiet Sunday roads, without lorries, but we're already ahead of schedule.
We will be moving on tomorrow, but not to the location we originally put on our itinerararary home.
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