Knowing now that "one man's meat can be another man's poison" or something, l think that we do not share the same taste in things as our Scottish friends. They have also suggested a visit to the Dune de Pyla, Arcachon, and other places around the large Basin d'arcachon. Should we bother to visit? Well, we are passing the sand dune. We might take a look. Really lucky we did. It is an amazing natural phenomena. The tallest sand dune in Europe at 103 metres high and approximately 3 km long. When you approach it from the side it is difficult to get the whole perspective of its height and you see people wearily climbing up it, or sitting to have a rest. And you think, how difficult can that be? So we tried and it was surprisingly difficult. The sand just gives way under your feet, so every step you take is only about half. The most northern slope is incredibly steep. So much so that I wouldn't go near it. However, we plodded our way up the side. We let the pups off their leads and they tear up and down as if it were on the flat thoroughly enjoying themselves and getting in everyone's way. Once over the ridge at the top, the views are fantastic. We are both so glad we saw it. In England I doubt if you would be allowed to climb something like this because of Health and Safety or the edges would somehow be roped off although that would not be easy.
So, with our new found confidence in our Scottish advisors, it is on to Arcachon and the Aire in the town which happens to be next to a fuel station selling GPL. So we can look forward to that drama in the morning. It is a short walk from the Aire to the muddy shore of the Basin de Arcachon. An area of 150 square km covered by the sea at high tide, and only a third of this at low tide. It reminds me of the the East coast and has a big oyster business here. A great half hour spent watching the oyster boats coming up the creek as the sun goes down.
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Location:Arcachon
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