An island of our own?

As most days are, a slow and steady start ensued. We then said Bon voyage to the Wilkes and Lancaster clans. We thoroughly enjoyed all the company, and it was a pleasure to get to know properly the Lancaster family. A lovely time was had and we have been spoilt with their hospitality and gifts for the children and a bottle for us! Many thanks all, too kind.

We then gathered our things and became mobile again. So from Royen (St Augstin) we trekked up to the Ile D'Oleron. A sticky journey, even though it was only 30 miles or so, but at least we were going the correct way. The French holidays were finishing and so the queues trying to get off the island (one road in, one road out) were at a standstill for 15 km; it seemed all and sundry were leaving the island. So we arrived at our fourth France Passion stop ( the free ones) had lunch, got some wine, and parked in their delightful vineyard......literally! See the view from our window below!

We then cycled the short distance down to the beach at La Cotiniere. We actually missed the main beach, but ended up on rather a secluded beach with beautiful soft sand. Overall, it felt like a slightly enhanced version of Charmouth, e.g. there was a vast area of rock pooling to be done, but loads of wildlife in the shallow pools. I even manage a swim in one of the bigger enclosed lagoons before the tide came in. A private and delightfully warm pool of sea water, with glorious views in all directions. 

I returned from my swimming venture to see the dune jumping competition in full swing. So below is a photo of the podium finishers basking in the glory of their triumphs, resplendent with their garlands of greenery provided by Maya. 

Jasper won by virtue of his superior speed and style. Maya came second by virtue of her bravery and skills. I however had no of the above, but was the third person to take part! 

So to finish. I sit here with my bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon from the above vines, from the above farm and delight in what has been a lovely day!

Ed