The rain in Spain does get down to the Med sometimes…I was up at 6am yesterday morning to furl the awning. We had an early thunderstorm and I didn’t want Mavis to blow away. The sun came out after a…
The rain in Spain does get down to the Med sometimes…I was up at 6am yesterday morning to furl the awning. We had an early thunderstorm and I didn’t want Mavis to blow away. The sun came out after a…
I was a bit concerned that Colin (or maybe even Nia) would turn in to a werewolf last night, with the supermoon eclipse but all is well this morning…I have checked N’s palms for hair… no more than usual. This…
Lake Biscarosse Parentis is about 100 miles south of Hourtin; we drove here on Wednesday and spent the night on the aire at Gastes. The aire was popular but we got here early and found a pitch overlooking the lake…
We rose at the crack of dawn (ish) and left Ile d’Oleron at 9am for an appointment with the Royan ferry at 11am. Well not an appointment actually….you just turn up, pay them 47 euros and they cart you over…
The Ile d’Oleron is a seafoody and viney chunk of land attached to mainland France by a long bridge or viaduc, a little below La Rochelle on the Atlantic coast. We arrived here on Thursday after a short hop down…
To add more detail to our journey here, the channel crossing bit of the trip to France wasn’t quite as straightforward as it might have been. We were parked right at the sharp end of the ferry, as previously noted,…
We crossed Northern France in a series of short hops, together with Joy and Alan who by good luck happened to be crossing the channel the same day as us. First stop was a small aire in the hilltop wine…