We decided to ride to a lighthouse not too far from where we are staying, it’s called Phare De Baleines.
The great thing about this lighthouse is you can go in it, all the way to top which is awesome. Lolly and I consider ourselves reasonably fit which is a good job as there’s a whole load of stairs to climb.
We descended from the top and on my way down couldn’t help think of my mate Quincy at work, he’d be bricking it coming down these steps, not a fan of heights!
There is a beach below and we took a wander along that for a while before laying down and soaking up some sun watching the tide come in really quickly. It was at this point I insisted Lolly took a picture of me in the awesome tshirt she made so I could show you all, it’s marvellous!
After riding around in circles for ages we eventually game to a little town square.
After a quick walk about we found a nice restaurant, got a table and found we had missed lunch so settled for a cocktail and beer.
We thought we might find a beach bar that did snacks so we jumped on the bikes and headed up the coast, we didn’t find any bars but we did find some ruins from WW2, they look like gun placements installed by the Germans to defend the coast, thankfully they look a lot less menacing than in their heyday but a reminder that even this peaceful and idyllic island was touched by the horror of war.
Lauren seasoned up the meat, packed up the Cobb, tongs and all the other manly beach things I would need and we set off.
Right behind where we are staying there is a beach that looks rubbish when the tide is out, when it’s in the place is completely transformed, we found ourselves a little a spot and got cooking.
As the sun went down so did the temperature and we huddled up covered in blankets, hoodies and looking generally like a couple of beach hobos.