Thursday 2nd August 2012
A day in Roche Bernard
No alarms, and the ‘see what time we wake’ saw us wake at 09:30!!! I’d promised Pete that I’d go for croissants for his breakfast, if we were still here, and I was true to my word. The town was bustling with a big market, which had swollen the number of people in town considerably.The penance for another day in Roche Bernard would be a long walk. I made a half-hearted suggestion to visit the Tourist Information Office to pick up the walking guide, but we didn’t do that. Neither did we take any water with us. Pete had spotted a walk off the wet walk that we did yesterday. ‘Circuit les deux moulins’, 8.5km. We thought that might be a good walk, but needed to walk to the start of it, about 3km from the boat. Determined, we set off. The skies were darkening, and it was trying its level best to rain. I figured we had a couple of hours before heavy rain set in (been studying my sailing weather book again), so we set off at a brisk pace.
Having no map, no real idea where any moulin (windmill) was, we were relying on signage. We strode off very confidently, for all of five minutes, when the first intersection came along. Pete went off one way, whilst I waited. In sheltering from the rain, I drew closer to the trees, and noticed a painted yellow mark. This was the ‘code’ for the walk. Pete didn’t come back, and I’d guessed he’d probably texted me, only I didn’t have my phone on me. Eventually he came back down the slope – he had texted me to follow him, but I had the ‘right’ path. Pete was really enjoying our walk, as it was like following a trail. He told me about a holiday on Tresco when he was 12, when he’d had a friend staying too, who loved running and setting trails… There was something of the young boy. Me? I was wishing that we’d gone to the Tourist Office, and had brought some water with us. At several points the signposts crossed – so their signage wasn’t as good as it might have been. We certainly must’ve short-circuited the walk, because we only did about 4 km, and certainly didn’t see any moulins. Saw a very pretty village, possibly two, although we may have been in the same village! We finished the circuit, and ended up reversing the walk that we did yesterday – without getting wet!
In the afternoon we paid a visit to the Museum in Roche Bernard. Now, if Pete were writing this, he’d say how interesting it was overall. Some of the exhibits, he’d admit, were dull. But he became totally engrossed in an exhibition (all in French) about the Bateaux des Cardinaux – or the Battle of Quiberon Bay. This took part on one day in 1752 (?), and saw the end of the seven year war. He even seemed to absorb a video about the battle, which I have to confess glazed over me. We were in the museum longer than I would have given it, but Pete was absorbed.
We set ourselves the target for being up and off at 07:00, with our Dutch neighbours, for a repeat performance of the madness of the lock.