A little road trip through a pretty region of France ; Emma&Pete have a heartwarming ceremony in Saintes, we ride our bikes in the rain around Île de Ré and we climb Mont Saint Michel, the walled monastery rising out of the sea!
Read MoreWhilst the mischievous Mistral winds kept us at bay in Bandol we hopped on a train and followed the line to Marseille. We had planned to stop here anyway as the harbour has so much history, but Silver Paws was best left in the safety of Bandol marina rather than risking the rough waves, so we left her behind and day tripped to Marseille instead.
Read MoreOh Port Cros you have my heart. You smell like pine needles and sea salt and eucalyptus. You are splendid and, in mediterranean terms, unspoilt...
Read MoreCaptain jumped in the tender, I walked to the bow and immediately felt the blood drain from my face. The mooring buoy had sheared its way through our mooring rope, hanging on by a few measly threads...
Read MoreSt Tropez didn’t even wait a day to show off. Our first afternoon we were greeted with the single best entrance I’ve ever seen … and I’ve seen Beyonce in concert.
Read MoreWatching dawn arise, the atmosphere slowly but surely getting shade by shade lighter until the sun finally raises its head above the pulpit bursting colour and warmth across the sea. The swell calmed itself and for a few hours it was just me and Silver Paws, the sunrise and the sea...
Read MoreWe sat down to dinner at the end of the day and all readily agreed it had been a somewhat epic day. The kind of day you feel grateful for living...
Read MoreOn Sunday Captain and I spent the evening roaming Nice enjoying Fete de la Musique, a celebration of musical talent on the streets...
Read MoreIt's a big blue watery road...
