Sainte Maxime…Do Sharks Live Here?

Beach at Ste Maxime

May be better not to swim here.

Aire at Sainte Maxime

We moved on from Ramatuelle to Sainte Maxime which is a small town on the Gulf of St Tropez. We stayed at a pretty basic aire (N 43.317154, E6.630549) next to a roundabout on the way in to the town. 8€ a night, drainage and water; it is a good base for exploring the town.

Cycle Track in to Town.

Ragondin

There is a colony of coypus, called Ragondin here, by the side of the cycle path.

We cycled the half mile or so to the harbour and watched some traditional French dancing. It was some kind of gathering of local food producers…olive oil, wine and other regional products were represented.

The Olive Team

The Dancing

Group Photo

Ste Maxime Market

We left the bikes on the seafront and walked up through the town. It is a lively town with a small open market, busy on this Sunday morning. As senior chef, Nia bought a Pinny covered in chickens.

Pumpkins for sale

La Comptoir

We stopped at a restaurant ‘La Comptoir’ for lunch. It was very good and the service, as guaranteed, was very friendly. I would have put a picture in here of us stuffing our faces with delicious French food but Nia says too many pictures of us eating are in danger of getting boring. Quel Horreur!

Chien Chaud!

Is this Franglais? Like Confiture de traffique.

After lunch we cycled towards St Tropez, on the coastal cycle track. I say towards because it was beginning to get dark (it was a rather late lunch) and we turned for home a little past half way there.

Beach en route to Saint Tropez

A Tarterie? What goes on in here?

We passed these brilliant sculptures on the cycle ride.

Looking Back to the Gulf of St Tropez as we cycled Home

Tomorrow we will drive a little further east, to Cannes, to celebrate the Missus’ birthday (again).

About Peter and Nia

Rambling about Europe with the Kray Twins (Colin and Penny).