Carcassone to St Palais sur Mer

Poor Bob had to be strapped to the back of the van today for a rather dull 286 mile drive. The good news is that French motorway service stations are so much better than they were in the 1990's when we used to drive down here with the girlies. The really good news is that we no longer have to listen to 'the wheels on the bus go round and round' on an endless loop!

We eventually arrived at the rather nice campsite right on the seafront at St Palais sur Mer, where the Gironde meets the Atlantic.

There is free wifi so Rusty settled down with BBC sport and Bob and I went off for a coastal pootle. It was probably the most dangerous 10 miles of the entire trip - a cycle path full of French families wobbling and toddling!

Sadly it's a rather grey day but presumably the naturists were warm enough...

And yes, the feeding frenzy continues!

Evening walkies...