France – they eat snails don’t they?
I am keeping a low profile until I spy out how the land lies.
There’s a lot of travelling going on, and I spend lots of time in my bag, occasionally poking my head out to see what’s happening. Lots of roads, lots of sea, lots of sand (yuck!)
Brian says he lost a shoe, and nearly lost some electrics out of a pannier, it’s a good job I have my own secure place on the handlebars.
He also said he got lots of admiring looks in Merlimont – that’s my famous face, of course. (Magic Roundabout is a French animation, just because Eric Thompson narrated an English version doesn’t make it British) I suppose that means I am really French and should talk with a French accent – Ooh, la,la!
A London Bus ? Is this a request stop?
A London bus!? I should be OK here then. “We’re all going on a Summer Holiday” although it doesn’t seem to be going anywhere now.
There is a sign saying this is Baie de Somme – Grand site de France.
Baie de Somme sign
http://uk.france.fr/en/discover/baie-de-somme-10th-grand-site-de-france
And then we meet a camel. Has it escaped from the French Foreign Legion? No the local zoo. Well at least that means no sand – I don’t fancy the Sahara at all. Brian if you’re going there can you leave me behind somewhere please.
Camel? here? Ah, it belongs to the zoo.
Brian got lost several times today, but managed to find his way to Cayeux-sur-Mer by riding through the sea marshes, lots of ozone, not much to eat though, and McDonalds for dinner? I think not, they don’t do vegetarian, never mind mollusc.
The next day is better, a morning ride along the cliffs,
Cliffs between Cayeux-sur-Mer and Le Treport
then lunch by the river at Criel-sur-Mer.
I am in there- on the bar bag. Brian keeps pushing in front of the camera
A lovely big willow tree to rest under after being out in the sun.
Brian did try to lend me his sunglasses, but they didn’t quite fit.
Sunglasses aren’t much help
I didn’t see any ducks, even though Brian said they were all in a line. Sometimes I think he makes it all up.
A quiet night tonight after all that music playing while we were on fast roads, I couldn’t get a wink of sleep until after we stopped. Then Brian went off for a swim and came back with a bottle of wine, that’ll be a lie-in for me tomorrow then.
“Boing!” said Zebedee, “Time for bed”