Friday 11 April
We were planning today to go back to St. Martin to see more, then move on to another site back on the mainland, but later changed our minds!
But we did take advantage of another beautifully sunny and very warm day, to explore the other side of St. Martin, to find a post office and to look for a geocache. Well we certainly did the exploring. That took us via the attractive port again ....
... and to have our picnic in yet another lovely spot in the park.
It was quite interesting sitting there because people were setting up all sorts of light and sound equipment, we assume for a performance in the evening. The very few deckchairs set out made us think they didn't expect it to be very popular!
As we still hadn't managed to find the Post Office (got things to post and need stamps), we set off in the direction of the geocache.
The geocaching map, usually very reliably, shows footpaths and tracks to follow to your destination. (NB -By now we are feeling rather hot and weary.) This led us into the entrance to a hospital! Ok we thought, the path must bring us out somewhere in the right direction - yes it did, but to a closed and locked gate! So back we went all round the building to where we came in and followed the road around. Guess what - as we approached the outside of the said gate, a lady (obviously authorised) activated it and drove out. If only she'd been there when we wanted to get out!
Oh well, we were eventually getting closer to the geo - oh, no we weren't - it was on the other side of the dry, but extremely deep mote against the ramparts. Give up time, walk the last few yards to where we'd parked the van (in the free cemetary carpark) and change our plan for the night. On this geo-tour we'd passed a municipal campsite that looked rather nice, so that we where we spent a very pleasant evening and meal (16,000 steps later.)
Saturday 12 April
What a difference a day makes! We do hope our summer weather hasn't permanently come to an end, but this morning was drizzly and grey. So we soon headed to the Pont Ile de Re, the bridge to take us back onto the mainland. It is 2.9k long and is 42m above sea level at it's highest and opened in 1988. Not one of my best pictures, but this gives an idea.
We came south from La Rochelle to the small peninsular of Fouras. The rain and the wind continued so we just blobbed until mid-afternoon when the rain stopped. Then we had a short walk along the seafront towards the town. The strong wind brought out all the water-sport-ers and even a Dad and boy trying to fly their kite.
We've seen these fishing piers further north on this coast but can't remember what they are called. (Will look it up.)
It was high tide by the time we went out, but earlier we'd seen that the staircases would have been on the sand. Note the front door to this one!
And so back to the Camping-Car Park nestled behind that hedge.
The weather caused us to have a very relaxing day.
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