My friend Jude, who has a holiday home in Roscoff, kindly invited me to stop for dinner with her lovely family on my way to the ferry. Jude writes a cookery blog where she shares her favourite recipes, in particular Breton seafood specialities. You can read her delicious blog here: A Trifle Rushed.
It's great that we can now finally take advantage of the view that John opened up in March when he cleared out all of the rubbish that had been dumped there over many years.
My first stop was the beautiful 15th century chapel of Saint-Herbot which lies at the heart of a picturesque village. An annual butter festival is held here each November, Saint-Herbot being the patron saint of cattle. It is less than a 15 minute drive from the gites
Saint-Herbot is a tradtional Parish Close or enclos paroissiaux. These are characteristic of rural religious architecture in Brittany. A parish close, usually enclosed by a wall, generally includes a church, a calvary, an ossuary, a cemetery and a triumphal gate. They celebrate the distinctive character of Breton Catholicism in elaborately sculpted scenes. You can find out more on our Parish Close page.
From the top of the outcrop you can spy the disused nuclear power station at Brennilis on the far shore of the lake. The reservoir itself is surrounded by the ancient, legend bound marsh of Yeun-Elez which you can explore using wooden walkways. As you can see from the picture above, the clouds were threatening but I have heard that on a clear day you can see the ferry at Roscoff from this viewpoint - maybe next time!
Finally I was successful, picking up the D73 at the pretty riverside town of Locquénolé. From this point I was constantly on the outlook for places to pull over so I could photograph the lovely vistas which kept revealing themselves around each bend. I stopped to call Andy to give him a progress update whilst watching the bow waves of the greedy mullets who frequent these estuaries.
You can take to boat trips from Carantec to visit the imposing Château du Taureau which was built in 1544 to prevent attacks on Morlaix by the English. In the 17th century, it was fortified by the legendary military engineer Vauban and in the 18th century was used as a jail.
After a tasty supper of smoked salmon and goats cheese at Jude's, I made my way to the port at Roscoff for the sailing at 11pm. The sky was still light as I joined the queue for the ferry just after 10pm and the air mild. As it was so late, I went straight to my cabin once I boarded and enjoyed a much more civilized crossing than my one on the way out. We were due to dock at 6:30am so I was up bright and early for my breakfast, taken at the front of the ship so I could enjoy the view of Plymouth Sound as we entered the harbour under sunny skies. I haven't been to Plymouth for over 20 years so it was good to see Plymouth Hoe which best known for the story of Sir Francis Drake playing a game of bowls there in 1588 before he set off to engage the Spanish Armada.
It's wonderful to see the enthusiasm that this fantastic event has engendered in people of all ages here. Hopefully we will be able to get some tickets for the Paralympics in a few weeks, though a lot of the events for that are now sold out, which is great news, just hope we can join in the fun then!
I am pleased to be able to say that Australia is also starting to make headway on the medal table after enduring jokes like 'Doctors in Australia have diagnosed a new condition which they are calling "Olympic finger". Symptoms are pain in the index finger caused by repeated scrolling down to see Australia's position on the medal table.' Being privileged enough to have dual nationality via my dad who was a 'Ten Pound Pom', I am in the fortunate position of having two teams to support in the Olympics, though having lived (and paid my taxes!) in the UK for over 20 years I have to say that I am not very familiar with the Aussie athletes, but it's great to see all of their hard work rewarded - though please don't ask me what I think about Victoria Pendleton losing out to her nemesis Anna Meares in a somewhat controversial fashion yesterday....