# Tag 22 - 25 The end of the rainy season

Catching up - now I have saved the writing for the last few days and have to remember first.

So we stayed on the campsite on the granite coast until Wednesday and indulged in doing nothing.

Well, not quite.

After starting with rain on Monday, we took a walk in the afternoon and explored the sea floor at low tide. I can tell you - shells, shells, and more shells - and also the occasional crustacean.

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Then came Tuesday and I can't even say if it rained again at night. Anyway, the dry morning encouraged us to get out the bikes and take a tour. The destination was the 10 km away town of Trebeuren, where there was a market in the morning.

On the way, we stopped at the fish and crustacean halls in front of the campsite. Here you can buy fresh and cheap seafood. We had already thought about what we could prepare from it in the motorhome. Lobster, crayfish, spider crab, oysters, mussels?

None of that. It's better to enjoy that in the local restaurants. But I still wanted to see the hall.

And there they swam in full vitality, the fruits of the sea

How do you actually prepare oysters? Or should you just slurp them fresh and slimy without them ever seeing a cooking pot. Anyway, you need a suitable oyster knife to cut through the strong muscle and remove the meat from the shell. Then just squeeze a little lemon on top and down it goes.

We didn't dare (not yet!)

We continued to the market in Trebeurden on the main road without a bike path. They are not well set up in this area. We have seen it better in other regions. The signposting for the bike paths is a disaster and it keeps annoying me and draining the battery of my phone.

At the market, we are heavily disappointed. It's just a very small market with maybe 10 stands. The regional products from organic farming have proud prices and prevent us from buying. A jar of honey (500 g) for 18 euros? Olives at the special stand for 3.50 euros per 100 g? I asked for a small bag - he filled a good handful and weighed it - 10 euros.

No, thanks.

Should we have bought oysters, just 0.70 euros each?

At the harbor of the town, you could admire the enormous granite stones that have piled up here as well.

When looking at the sky, we feared nothing good. There was a restaurant at the harbor where people were having lunch, right? Quickly there before the rain comes.

It was comfortable eating galettes and cider and after lunch, it was dry again, so we could drive back - until 1 km before the campsite. Then the next shower came. It's all so....

We drive to the next town during the rain break, buy 2 bottles of wine, and hide in the 14 sqm motorhome.

It rains so heavily at night that we look out of the window to see if the ground is holding up and we're not sliding down the slope.

A car from Switzerland with a roof tent is parked two spots away. A mother sleeps in it with her children - I don't think they closed their eyes.

On Wednesday morning, it is finally over and we continue. The decision was made in the evening after a long study of the internet (at least that worked excellently here and our free-mobile card could show what it's made of).

The route is shortened, and we leave the north coast and the Côte des légendes behind. The goal is Finistère on the Atlantic with its rugged cliffs and enormous beaches.

The first destination is the tip of the Crozon peninsula, where there is a large field with menhirs in the town of Camaret sur mer. That's where we're going, especially since the parking space is right next to it.

By the way, Camaret sur mer is the partner town of Büsum on the North Sea coast ;)

The landscape truly changes here. You drive long stretches with little development and a lot of nature. Agricultural areas and forests dominate the landscape. It is noticeably more relaxed and beautiful to drive here. Even when we reach the coast, there is no sign of hectic tourism and crowds of people. It's still preseason and nothing's going on yet. Thank goodness.

And then I imagine that there are also great roads for road cycling. I haven't even taken it out yet - also due to the weather.

The parking space with a barrier (overnight stay 12 euros) is indeed right next to the stone field. It is quickly visited, there are only stones on the field, there are no inscriptions or explanations.

Then we still have plenty of time for an extensive hike on the nearby beach and the cliffs, from which you have a good view. The path goes up and down quite steeply, so a piercing thirst sets in. The way down to the harbor promenade of Camaret sur mer is found quickly and after a detour to the sight (Tour de Vauban), we arrive at the promenade and realize that it is already past 4 pm.

Cheers.

We sit on the outside terrace and wonder why the sun isn't shining and why we're cold. The wind blows freely onto the promenade, Weather online shows 11 degrees and we're sitting outside. We would never do that at home.

Back in the motorhome, we have leftovers for dinner à la Simone. Delicious.

Tomorrow we're heading to the next tip, to Pointe du Raz, the westernmost point of mainland France (not including the French overseas territories in the Caribbean and elsewhere).