Day 12 Aiguës Mortes-Sète 65 kms

A totally different day with much more variety than the previous one in the swamps.

We enjoyed a good breakfast; always a good start!

Then, when ready, we had to lug our bags down only one flight of stairs into the garage below. There was power in the garage so we had not needed to dismount the heavy batteries and charge them in the room, as per usual 👍🏼😁.

As we pushed the bikes out of the garage, we were already on the vélo route. We had a quick ride to the canal and headed to the coastal town of Le Grau-du-Roi.

As we entered the town there were crowds of people about, and loads of roads were closed, with many police on duty. I immediately thought that there was a protest going on; as seems quite common in this country!!

Actually we’d arrived on the town’s boat jousting day!!

There are very simple rules for this sport:

2 different colourful boats charge at each other, whilst various town folk take turns to stand, armed with a lance and a shield, upon the long plank on the stern. Whoever stays on the plank, in the inevitable joust, is the winner! 😁😁

Not something we expected to see, especially on a Friday! By the time we left it was the afternoon and we’d only pedalled 6kms!
The seaside route was very varied. This way took us through a park in La Grand-Motte.

The town had a distinct theme. It seemed as if you’d only get a planning permit if your design was radical and nautical!

Soon after La Grande Motte, we were on a path along a very unspoilt coastline for about 3 kms. There were plenty of free parking spaces and 80 odd access points to the beach. We stopped for a dip; (well, at least I did) and an ice cream!

A pretty Swallow tail as we walked to the sea
I felt sorry for the ice cream man who’d pulled this heavy cart a long way. It was mostly full of ice blocks to keep it all frozen!
The day’s route in red, from Aigues Morte to Sète.

Much of the latter part of the day’s cycle was along a spit of land between the sea and huge shallow, smelly lagoons. The flamingos loved this!

There were so many flamingos on route.
We’re not sure if this little dance was because he was desperate for a wee or trying to motivated his prey to move??
This amused us: no room in the marina, so stack your boat on a shelf. An inland port!

This was the busiest cycle route we’d had this trip. Sometimes it was quite narrow and very difficult to find a way past other slower path users as you can see. 🤭

Long straight legs through flamingoland
A pretty town to stop for a rest and refreshments.
We ended up at our quiet little Air B& B shack , half way up the hill overlooking Sète. A short steep walk to town gave us the best Thai supper that we’ve had for a long time.

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