Capbreton

Mileage: 159834

Our seemingly final leg in France took us to Capbreton, just a few kilometers from the Spanish border.

Our parking spot was just behind the dune, only a few steps from the sea. When we arrived at 2:00 PM, we jumped right into our suits. We wanted to rent a board on the dune and head straight to the water. With two hours to high tide, we would have plenty of time to enjoy the board before the waves came in.

Unfortunately, the sea did not cooperate. The water was calm, with just a few small waves, and that was all. We reconsidered and postponed our plan for later; maybe it would be better just after high tide at 4:25 PM. In the meantime, we had found websites for tide predictions and wave forecasts and had them ready on our phones.

We spent the hot noon time in Gary's shade while our suits dried in the sun. After twenty minutes of wearing them, they were already soaked with sweat.

Around five, when the tide was at its highest, we tried our luck again. Sadly, the situation had not changed; today we would not be surfing. So, we took off our suits and went swimming until nearly sunset. On the southern horizon, you could clearly see the mountainous Spanish northern coast.

For dinner, we were back at Gary's. After eating, we took a walk around the area to see where the many visitors were from. Many were, of course, from France, but just as many from Spain, Germany, Switzerland, Italy, Great Britain, Poland, Austria, Belgium, or the Netherlands; a colorful mix of people, very different from Lit-et-Mixe, where nearly the entire place was filled with German holidaymakers.

Upon returning to Gary, it was clear that summer was coming to an end, as it was 9:30 PM and already quite dark.