Got up early this morning and cycled down towards the Mount to get some drone shots before the people are out and about.
Had dried bread & coffee in a bowl for breakfast very French. We discovered this when walking the camino Frances fro Le Puy to St Jean-Pied-de-Port.
After packing up it was which way do we go. We popped into the tourist information office and came out more confused. After a frustrating and uncertain start we decided to follow the garmin/google a d were then soon into our stride.
Again it was a day of small hamlets and fields of farm stuff growing. Jo’s knee stated playing up so maybe a 2 night stop at Fougeres.
We picked up some snacks at a the small town of St James.
Booked into a hotel and after a couple of minutes it felt just like home.
After a rest went out to look for something to eat. However today is a public holiday and all we could find open were a couple of bars and a kebab shop.
It maybe a rest day from cycling but Jo got me up in the middle of the night to go to church.
Well not quite the middle of night it’s actually 8.15 and it’s no ordinary church it’s the monastery of Momt St-Michel in France.
As we walk along the causeway there are just a few other people out and about. But a couple of full buses do pass us.
We have forgone breakfast to get an early start, but as soon as we set foot on the Mont we head to a restaurant for coffee and crepes.
Then it’s up and exploring narrow alleys leading up to the monastery. The monastery dates back 989 when it was founded by the Benedictine Monks.
Since then it has been expanded and altered to what can be seen today.
We didn’t go through the monastery itself as this was €11 each.
Having completed our tour by 10.30 we looked out towards the causeway to see hordes of people making their way towards us. Thank goodness for Jo making us get an early start.
Last night we spoilt ourselves and stayed in a mobile home at the campground.
We caught up with our washing and Jo managed some video editing, but most importantly we stayed dry during the thunder storm.
Having plenty of pots we cooked a real meal of steak hashe with povre sauce and salad. Followed by strawberries and yogyog.
Also being in a cabin with a cooker and plenty of water on tap we had our fill of coffee before leaving in the morning.
We navigated to Mont St Michel. After following the coast for a while the route started going inland. I missed an alternative route that would have kept us there. After a couple of km we stopped at a junction trying to decide which way to go.
A woman with her 2 children in a basket stopped to help us make a decision by telling us that the coast road is meant to be the most beautiful km in France and the views will make it worthwhile going there.
She was correct about the views although at one point the garmin decided that the best way to get to the Mount would be by going across the mud flats and quicksands.
We finally made it to the campground, although Jo’s knee was playing up and feeling sore. Perhaps we will have a rest day tomorrow.
Up and out earlier today, looking as if it might rain today and only 500mtr to coffee.
Navigating to Granville google taking the main road so back to map reading on the garmin.
We passed through lovely countryside and small villages again.
Jo spotted a detour that google showed as possible. This traversed a road that was submersible. That road was fine to use and we didn’t get wet at all.
With taking the detours we never know what we will come across, at one point our way was blocked by road works, we had seen a sign saying the road was closed, but we had ignored it thinking we might be able to squeeze by. No such luck the road was well and truly barred. We checked on Google and the garmin to see if there was any detour without a long backtrack. As we were searching for a way one of the workmen cleared the way and moved the barrier allowing us through.
When we arrived at Grandville like any large town we goto we never know what to do and want to get out as quickly as possible.
I’m sure the old town has it’s interesting points. But to us the uphill slog wasn’t worth it and we headed on South.
It’s been trying to rain a few times today and it’s getting humid so a storm may be brewing. Tonight we will be looking for somewhere with a mobile home so if it does rain at least we will stay dry.
Starting to get our routine going tea, coffee, breakfast Cereal and strawberry . Then pack everything up a d load the bikes.
A short 1km ride for the shops and an expresso, effort cycling in ernest.
We set Google a target today which would have been about 40km all in. Google sent us down the main roads which we soon decided to leave. The garmin failed to route us anywhere. I think I remember this from last time. We ended up using the garmin to find campgrounds once we had arrived in a town.
Having left the main roads Google then chose a new route this ti.e trying to send us along foot paths and sandy roads again.
With careful map reading on the garmin we managed to navigate the country roads passing through small villages and seaside holiday homes.
Trying to get a routine going this morning. I laid in bed while Jo made a cup of tea.
We do have our own jobs and on the whole it works well. I make the breakfast, Jo starts tidying the tent. Packing the sleeping bags and mats is again Jo’s tasks, while mine is packing the tarps and tent.
When all is completed we can set out on our travels.
Today we are in search of a chemist for some insect repellent, sunscreen, and some ointments. So we navigate to the nearest one with Google. Thank goodness the Canadian data sim from Wraptel is working OK now.
Having found the chemist we promptly forget the sunscreen and insect repellent. But we did also find other shops with baguettes and paint au Chocolate along with a tobac for coffee.
After that we headed for a campsite by the beach.
Both Google maps and my garmin worked against us, sending us down gravel and some times sandy roads along with sending us along a footpath through a field of sheep. I suppose in fairness it was signed beside the road as a cycle path.
Our first choice of campground was a failure as it was closed and not due to open until the 18th.
So tired and exhausted we had another 5kms to ride.
The alarm was set for 5.00 am but it wasn’t needed as we were both awake at 4.30.
First off was coffee, followed by breakfast and then loading the bikes.
The ferry leaves around 8.15 and we have to be at the port by 7.30. Google has told us we have a 25 min cycle ride. Heading off at 6.00 should be enough time for us hopefully as we won’t be the fastest bikes on the road.
As it was we did arrive in plenty of time arriving at 6.45.
There were a few motorcycles and one other pair of cyclists waiting to board along with a load of frustrated drivers all coped up in their cars.
We pulled away from the dock at 8.15 and gently glided through the harbour passing Brownsea Island, millionaires Row at Sandbanks and finally the chain link ferry at the harbour entrance.
After passing Old Harry with Swanage in the background it was then out to the open sea if the English Channel.
The crossing was very smooth, just a very slight roll that you didn’t even notice. Within no time we were docked and wait to jump ship onto French soil.
Just a quick stop at Frech border and we were on our way riding around the centre of Cherbourg looking for water.
Finally at my wits end I said we would find somewhere if we got away from the centre. True to my word we hadn’t gone 500 mtrs and we found a grocery shop.
Getting out of Cherbourg was a bit of a grind, as it’s all uphill. None too steep if you’re fit, but we’re not quite there yet.
We had a couple of stops for minor adjustments. I had noticed Jo’s fro the wheel had been put in the wrong way round, which I corrected while in Bournemouth, unfortunately I forgot to re-adjust her brakes, so they were rubbing. This most certainly didn’t help with the up hills.
We finally arrived at our camping spot at Camping Minicipal de Clairefontain around 5.00. This is the first time of using our tent a d the pretty pictures showing how to erect it weren’t very helpful.
But in the end we nanaged it, now time to relax in the sun and decide what’s for tea.
We have a week in Bournemouth to get our bikes ready for our tour.
The day after arriving from NZ we walked to Poole to pick up our bikes from our storage along with anything else we have there that we need.
To our delight we both find a pair of shoes we had forgotten about. On the downside however there is no camping stuff to be found.
We are now realising just how much we haven’t brought with us.
Things that we thought we had left in storage aren’t there.
Jo soon find Amazon Prime has the answer to our prayers and promptly tells us if we order within the next 52mins we can have our items before 10.00 pm today. What a service and also what a dangerous temptation to put at Jo’s disposal.
Not every day on the Camino starts off sunny. Today we woke to a heavy mist or were we in the clouds, at least it wasn’t raining.A simple breakfast of toast dipped in coffee was the start for today, we also picked up our sandwiches for our lunch then back to our private room to packup. Well the room was a large shed, with a bed, no bathroom and no electricity.A quick stop at the bar to top up our water and put on our ponchos and it was then on our way. After 50 mtrs it started to rain and then didn’t stop until we had nearly reached our destination. It was cold and the wind was icy, fortunately we were sheltered by the hill a lot of the way.With the mist (read fog) there was an eerie feel to the day as the silhouette of people in front of us would fade in and out of view.We had planned to take several stops while walking but this was soon forgotten as we didn’t want to loose any body heat, thus we made it to our destination by lunchtime.