Taussant (Day 3)

This morning a tangerine sun welcomed us to the new day. We were in no rush to head out, showering and doing some hand washing first. Angela noticed after her shower her hair was looking a little greyer than when she left home. Look what you've done to me Marge. Quick someone post out some of that two-pound hair dye from Wilkinson's. Cheapskate, everyone knows that's made out of old teabags. O.K. Marge, don't tell everyone. 

Around noon, baguette and cheese stowed in our rucksack we set off to cycle to Claouey. The weather was beautiful once again and the cycle way busy with families enjoying a ride out on this Easter weekend. We were glad to be cycling away from the main road as the traffic heading towards Cap Ferret was busy. 

Claouey was very busy. We found a seat on the seafront and ate lunch.

A young woman sat nearby stretched out like a fifties model. Her legs covered in mud from wading in the shallows of a receding tide. We nicknamed her Miss Mudlark 2022. Nearby the seafood restaurants were in full service.

Plates of oysters and Fruit de Mer made us salivate. Food porn over we settled on the beach to read and observe for a couple of hours. Not all woman look like that John. If Marge was with us, she would have been concerned the young lady might sunburn her, well you know. On the bench next to us, three elderly ladies sat. Two of them very elderly, John thought one might be a hundred. They too observed the beach goers with interest. 

As we left Claouey the cars were still heading to the beaches of Cap Ferret. We have really enjoyed once again cycling along the Atlantic coast and discussed perhaps flying to Biarritz with our Brompton bicycles and cycling the Atlantic coast route back up to Cherbourg to catch the ferry back to Poole. It's become our number one trip to look into. 

Early evening we cooked pizzas on our outside grill with Mr & Mrs Blackbird accompanied by a confident robin waiting patiently for any crumbs that might come their way.

As the sun went down the sky was ablaze. Nearby the moon floated. We could hear Spanish music drifting down from the tapas restaurant. A perfect end to yet another enjoyable day.