Brittany journal - day 10

2/6 - Day 10 – miles cycled = 38, total so far 303

I had a disturbed night sleep, the first on the trip.  This was due to noisy locals driving up and down road, behind a hedge, close by and by the arrival of a ‘spooky’ tent.

While I was out for dinner a small single skinned tent appeared, it was a small tent more suited to a child than an adult.  There was no car, no bike, nothing – just a small zipped up tent in the middle of the field – it just felt slightly weird.  I casually walked towards it as you do and when I got within a few feet it started shaking violently.  I ran back to my tent, sorry, walked casually back to my tent and sat looking at it for a while, convinced by now that it contained a murderer.

Given that there was only me and the spooky tent on the campsite it made me slightly wary – adding to my restless night.

I woke unmurdered at 7 and decided to push on along the coast to explore.  Breakfast was tea, a cereal bar and a peach.  After leaving the site I cycled along the seafront and climbed the steep hill out of town before stumbling across the obligatory boulangerie (2 croissants for additional breakfast and a baguette Americano for lunch).  The coast road was very hill and I was really feeling it – almost like I was deficient is something, low on energy despite feeling strong in the leg department (probably too much fat from the constant flow of pastry and a lack of fruit and veg were combining to grind me to a halt).

The coast road took me through several very busy tourist honey pots, including Erquy and the road to Cap Frehel and I decided to head back inland to avoid the hoards for a while.

It remained very hill and there seemed to be a permanent head wind, by the time I got to St Cast le Guildo I was done for.  I managed to find a site easily – a big family type international site (at 16 Euros the most expensive so far) – it was half full but still pretty noisy.

I set up before cycling to a nearby restaurant for dinner – A very good steak and frites accompanied by a couple of beers.  I felt a lot better with a full stomach.  I then went back to my tent to relax and take in the view. The site was on a hill and I had a fine view out over the estuary – by far the best pitch so far.  I settled down in my sleeping bag around ten and it rained lightly for half an hour – the first rain of the trip so far.

I cycled 38 miles today.