The old tow path

 St Quay-Portrieux, Brittany. 48 degrees, 39'16"N  2 deg 49'48"S

On our drive from Carantecc we took the scenic route through small towns, bays and estuaries.

The area is known as the granite coast, and there is certainly a lot of pink granite along the coast and the many Isles. It is also an area of estuaries and tides which make for great walking.

The rain clears and the light makes for great drama.

"Lord knows, when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around" James Taylor sang and the cold wind has been blowing for this part of the trip. It's been unseasonably cold (13-18 max) with persistent showers.

Kate and I have been toning up our legs with long walks. According to Kate's watch we have hit anywhere between 11K steps and 30k steps on the walks. I have no idea how far that actually is.

Coastal walk St Quay Portrieux

No qualms about being sued if someone breaks their neck diving into the local tidal pool.

Watching other cultures relationship to the ocean makes for fascinating comparisons. It is much more tentative here, even in the pool. There is a more "taking of the waters" way of swimming in the ocean.

"I run to the sea but the sea only sighs..." Tim Buckley. There isn't any swell running but the large tidal runs means the water is always on the move (the photos are deceiving of how much water is on the move).

The still water look is deceiving, the tides run quick.

Another town another market with lots of local produce. Artichokes, cabbage, onions and potatoes plus diary. Its a treat to watch locals shop at their favourite stall and how the exchanges aren't rushed, no pushing and shoving,

"I'll have two of what he's having and I'll take all that you got" Jason Isbel singing about being strangled by his own appetite for altering his consciousness but for me it refers to the cheeses in the markets.

The local Boulangerie and Patisserie is a delight. The shopkeeper takes great care in wrapping the pastries and again nothing is rushed.