Carantec Brittany 48deg 40'9 N, 3 deg 54'50W
On arrival it felt like we had entered a French version of the village in the dark british comedy League of Gentlemen. The place was deserted and the people you did see seemed to be scurrying off to some secret place. The church is grim and tolls every 15 minutes and then the rain started.
Nothing but the local shop was open. And I had that feeling of having made a poor choice in our search for a small Brittany village where we could have wild walks and feed on fresh oysters and mussels.
At least we had a cosy little house. 
Kate getting her exercise in the Atlantic. The water was pretty fresh, even bracing.
What a difference a bit of walking makes. Though the shops, cafes and bars had unfathomable operating hours (at least if you are not a local as per League of Gentlemen)
A bit of searching revealed beaches, walks, huge tides and the magnificent maritime pines.
Kate getting her exercise in the Atlantic. The water was pretty fresh, even bracing.
The white structure is a diving platform that is used during high tides. At low tide there isn't any water
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| The local tree is the Maritime Pine. A magnificent tree that reflects its tough environment. Apparently seen as a bit of a hero tree in France as it is extremely tolerant of flood and drought. |
The local walks were a treat of rugged coastal walks around bays that looked a navigational nightmare of rocks and tide.
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| Chateau du Taureau & the Lighthouse Ile |
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| Channel Markers |
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| Ile Louet |
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