Each day near Camaret on the Trez Rouz campsite was lovely. On 5 October following a beautiful dawn we motored into Camaret parking in our usual spot in the supermarket carpark (an old aire) just in time for the shops to close, find the only open caff and eat a pretty ropey sandwich that took about 40 minutes to appear.
However, the old port is well photogenic I thought, though Jim was far from impressed, keeping his eyes all the time on those smart French dogs.
The closing of shops is an incident in itself as Chris had a v expensive tray 'put aside' for future purchase after we'd traipsed round the old port. On her return it had closed for lunch till 2 pm - they hadn't bothered telling us that of course.
Jan spent the time very happily and quietly watching the sea birds.
Whereas I needed to photograph the old hulks. And of course the splendid Vauban fort. It is being restorated, with EU money I hope. At least the Nazis didn't blow it up. In the 17th century the English and Dutch fleets planned an attack on Brest, but via the beach at Trez-Rouz. The Grenadier Guards were thoroughly repulsed thanks largely to the surveillance superiority of this fort, its heavy cannon and ability to semaphore the army just inland. Hence a strong force of local militia were able to engage the invaders successfully.
So after that we drove to Pointe de Pen Hir about 5k from the town of Camaret.
And so to bed.






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