A couple days ago we were able to enjoy a very touristic viewing of the largest sand dune in Europe. In reality it was a huge pile of sand everyone and their mother was walking on, which was only slightly disheartening. The landscape has pretty much been pine forest, dune, ocean. Em read today that the pine forest was planted to help with erosion. Some sections boast old tall pines bigger then one could reach thier hands around and other sections are completely clear cut and full of a shrubs bursting with yellow blooms. Other exciting aspects of this coast is the lack of large scale development, most likely due to the lack of roads.
We woke up to some poor weather (nothing will be bad compared to the rain of Spain) and took the morning slow. We route planned for France, Gen got some quality charging done, and at ten we tried for a second time to jump in the pool and down the huge twisting water slide. By twelve we had gotten lunch for the day and hadn't left town. The next thing we knew it was one and we were hungry and there was an amazing air plane show of crazy flying stunts going on, so we decided to wait and watch and eat. By three we realized we probably shouldn't go anywhere and at four we were heading back to the campground, after a bit of shopping. By five Gen, Em and I were renthing surfboards and wetsuits. By six thirty were were exhausted as if we had ridden 100 miles but in reality we had ridden less then two. That's life on the beach. Hopefully we'll motivate to bike a bit and in a couple days we will be heading inland again. The Atlantic will just have to wait.
Photos (top to bottom): Lucy and Georgia celebrate 2,000 miles; a stretch of pine free bike path; back into the pines; the really big dune.
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