That’s not easy to say or write! We’ve travelled to this town today, via Lidl. Our plan is to do a ridge walk tomorrow, before heading to Aix-en-Provence. We’ve just joined France Passion. This is a network of producers (for example of wine, olive oil, cheese, and honey) who welcome campervans and provide free overnight... Continue Reading →

We took a boat trip to Port Cros from the Port of Hyères today, having caught a bus from the campsite to the port. At this time of year, there’s only one boat in and out a day so I’m glad we didn’t miss it! Port Cros is the wildest of the islands off Hyères,... Continue Reading →

We didn't travel far today and simply set off from the campsite to walk the coastal path or Sentier du Littoral around the right hand point of the Giens Peninsula, south of Hyères town. It's been another beautiful day and a little cooler because there's been a breeze. The first beach we came to was... Continue Reading →

Yesterday we moved to the beach resort of Hyères where we're spending 4 nights, island hopping, walking, swimming and snorkelling. When I've previously tried snorkelling I didn't like it but, before we came away, John bought me to a fancy new mask and snorkel and, today, I loved it! We spent the day exploring the... Continue Reading →

I wanted to visit the old part of St Tropez and the Citadelle. John was less keen, mainly because the town was likely to be busy on a Saturday, but he was won round with the promise of a walk afterwards. This is our way of visiting popular places… see the bits we want to... Continue Reading →

After yesterday’s strenuous and sometimes scary hike, it’s been good to have an easier day today. We cycled from Port Grimaud on the coast, to Grimaud, a medieval, fortified village that tumbles down the hillside. We cycled on quiet, rough tracks… far more pleasant than yesterday’s busy traffic, although Ruby (my bike) and I were... Continue Reading →

We had another fantastic walk this morning. Rocher de Roquebrune is a reddish brown-coloured rocky mass that seems to emerge vertically from the scrubby vegetation. It’s a jagged 373 metre high ridge and, from the bottom, I wondered how on earth we were going to get to the top because I couldn’t see a path... Continue Reading →

About half an hour before we reached our destination, Camping des Pêcheurs in Roquebrune, I almost said how well our plans had gone today… almost, but I bit my tongue, not wanting to tempt fate. Now it’s 9 o’clock at night and I can say, the day has gone perfectly, with no dramas… very unusual... Continue Reading →

We’ve had a lovely packraft paddle up the Verdon Gorge today. The gorge is 25 kilometres long and we just did the 2.5 kilometres that is allowed where the Verdon River empties into the man-made lake, Lac du Sainte-Croix. Much of the rest of the river is too scary for me to paddle, being deep... Continue Reading →