The Plymouth Hoe looks over the harbour the original lighthouse standing guard.
I was on my way back to Europe to slowly work my way to Italy for the 100th anniversary celebrations of Moto Guzzi at Mandello del Lario.
The ferry was coming in ready for the trip across to France the next day.
The sun was setting on a month back in England.
And the August full moon rising a true mark of the next phase of this adventure that commenced back in May as I headed to Morocco
It’s about a 7 hour ferry ride to Brittany from Plymouth. The coast of Brittany is just beautiful, the beaches, the rocky outcrops the racing tides of the cold North Atlantic.
I set up my camp at the municipal camp ground near Plouarzel.
And go for a swim in the cold ocean.
It was great to be back by the ocean.
The giant of gulls the Atlantic black backed gull skimming over the water.
And the moods of the cold ocean, clear blue skies one day and sea fog the next.
A schooner ghosts past the offshore islands in the fog.
Italy is a long way east and Brittany is at the western most point of France
So the cool weather meant time to make distance east.