We were lucky enough to spend a week at Maison Mielles at the end of July, just missing the awful weather that plagued us the previous week – we must of had 3 months rainfall in a week, which was great for the garden, but not much fun for the guests. A week is never enough, but here are a few photos of our week at the beach, without a car, so back to basics with the bicycles.
There is a house on our street that resembles something out of a fairy tale. They just kept building up and up and up. There was a houseful of people from Paris our first weekend and they built a sand chateau of serious proportions. Is using a garden shovel cheating?
We went for a picnic at Les Salines, which are the salt marshes a few kms from the house. I am not used to riding a bike – basically because I am very bad at it, but I really don’t remember it hurting quite so much when I was younger.
We spent part of an afternoon at the races, just three houses away from Maison Mielles, there are only half a dozen race days a year, three or four of which are in July and August, so a special occassion.