Although the Tour de France departed from nearby Dinan the day after we arrived, we concluded it would all be lost on the kids and we headed for the nearest beach instead. We weren’t blessed with the best weather whilst we were there but the proximity of the sand meant we generally didn’t wander far from our tent. The only trip out was to the impressive Fort la Latte and windswept Cap Fréhel on the other side of the bay. Sadly the rain was back with us in force when it came to packing up the tent but, after a night in Roscoff, we did at least have an uneventful crossing back over to Plymouth.
From there, we headed down to Falmouth to see Christine’s brother and family, camping once again, this time at Tregedna Farm. There followed a fantastic day on the adjacent Maenporth beach. Unfortunately, the weather obviously knew we were due to pack the tent again the following morning as the rain was back. Fortunately it eased off sufficiently that it didn’t spoil our fun canoeing on the Helford Passage (thumbs up for the food at the Ferry Boat Inn too). The huge queue on the A30 the following day as we headed for home was a bit of a downer though! All in all though, it was a good couple of weeks away from the grindstone.