I made some hummus and packed some buckwheat crackers and a couple of apples and we set off for beach. The temperature was perfect for biking in a leather jacket - not too hot nor too cold. The sky was blue and it felt great to be out and enjoying the advantages of living in the south of France.
We cruised from Villeneuve-les-Maguelones to Marseillan where I saw a flock of flamingoes flying east. Would they be spending the winter in Palavas-les-Flots on the shallow lagoons, or would they be taking a right turn and head further south? They made a magnificent sight in their V formation flapping purposefully en route to their destination.
We, on the other hand, didn't have a destination. Our goal was the journey. Journeys give you time to think and reflect. My DB wanted the opportunity to think about projects and plans which he does best whilst riding. I let the scenery impress itself on me, living in the moment, breathing in the smells of the sea and warm pine.
Along some of the coast, it's so built up and fenced off for camp sites, it's quite tricky finding a place to stop at the beach. Eventually we stopped for lunch at Marseillan Plage, having spotted some concrete picnic tables along the canal near a desolate-looking hotel called Le Richemont. Several people were fishing, and some of the tables were occupied by visitors enjoying al fresco eating. It was not a particularly attractive spot, but it was the best we could find that was near the sea.
|Best we could find for a picnic, canal on the right|
The car park was tiny. Obviously the beach was supposed to be a well-kept secret and available to residents and the odd stray visitor who happened upon it by accident. Storm damage was evident in the detritus that was collected on the sand, from whole tree trunks to strands of reeds and other bits of wood.
|A right mess after the storm|
After our snooze, we carried on, hugging the coast where possible or following the green roads inland for a while in the Massif de la Clape near Narbonne. From flat and wild scrub, they took us through some rugged hills and sweet-smelling forests. The view of the blue sea between the trees from on high just before the road descended to the coast was spectacular.
At Gruissan, we decided to look for a hotel. Unfortunately, the only one we could find that was open, not full and not a dump was at the casino. It was a busy weekend because there was a jousting competition going on. So we tried Gruissan-Plage where the film 37°2 was filmed amongst the cabins on stilts. It was a little eery all closed up except for the odd weekender tending to his garage. We retraced our steps back to Narbonne-Plage where everywhere was full. This we hadn't expected - the first weekend in October, and not a room to be had?
|Gruissan-Plage chalets, location for the film 37°2|
|View from hotel room|
The next morning, we woke up refreshed from the extremely comfortable bed, and walked to the port for coffee and croissants. It was extremely lively with a rowing competition in full flow. Teams (both men and women, and even mixed) in heavy wooden boats rowed 50m or so up to a buoy, then turned around it and rowed back cheered on by enthusiastic onlookers. It was extremely windy and I should think it was exhausting rowing the final straight into the wind.
We ate a couple of croissants before my DB decided to look up the number of calories in each one. Did you know a croissant has 406 calories? I thought it would be about 200! We needed the walk around the port after that to burn them off!
Gruissan port is huge and very busy with sail boats in every berth. The architecture of the flats is very 70s although they made a bit of an effort with the rounded tops, but the actual construction is pretty crappy. Still, there are lovely views over the port. We walked round to the dry docks where there were many different types of boats on supports including an old grey landing craft. The rigging clanged and thwacked in the gusty wind. We had to battle against round but I could feel those calories burn right off.
|Quite a variety of boats, from sleek modern to traditional wooden.|
|A landing craft incongruous amongst the other boats.|
|A man fishing for his cat?|
We left on time in a more subdued breeze and headed back to Montpellier via a north-easterly direction following the sat-nav's idea of scenic routes, and those green roads where possible.
|Tiny single-lane track of the scenic type|
|Boxy houses at the entrance to charming old village|
|Canal du Midi|
We made it back in good time to find the house relatively clean and tidy and no evidence of anything untoward... like wild parties or extreme cooking.
Such a shame about the trees lining the Canal du Midi....but what a trip to blow away the cobwebs.ReplyDelete
And at least the loos had been plumbed properly...
LOL YES! One should be thankful for small mercies. :)Delete
It is a shame about the plane trees. It makes me think of the Dutch elms that were ravaged in the UK.
A successful trip - hotel with a view, great evening meal and happening upon a rowing competition the next day.ReplyDelete
May have to rethink my love of croissants...
I'm gutted about those croissants. They are sooooo yummy. :) Mind you, I only ever eat them on holiday, so I suppose it could be worse. :)Delete
Have you ever seen the water jousting at Agde? Hilarious...ReplyDelete
Yes I have. Great fun. They were doing that on the Saturday in Gruissan but we were too busy looking for a hotel to stop and watch. It was a lovely day on Saturday too. Ideal for it.Delete
It's nice to just get out and start driving....somewhere. As for the weather , how lovely it is, especially this time of the year. Here in Berlin, old man winter has yet to arrive. Fine by me. I'm no fan of winter.ReplyDelete
Yes, just getting on the bike and leaving for somewhere is a very liberating experience. It's a bit of a pain though when hotels are thin on the ground when you arrive. :)Delete
400 cal for a croissant? OMG. Hubby has 2 or 3...I hope that the bad weather is behind you now...ReplyDelete
I hope it is too. Lovely at the moment - sunny and 23°C. Quite warm for the time of year. I'm just glad not to pût the heating on. I like to leave it until at least 1 November. :)Delete