The Pull of the Moon

Our last two days in France were spent in Loquirec and Roscoff, on the northern coast.  We were SO thankful finally to experience some nice weather.  Sunny skies and warm breezes have done wonders for my spirit after the weeks of cold and rain.  Along with the beautiful weather, we enjoyed some down time and relaxation, before heading off to Ireland on the overnight ferry.  We had a picnic lunch and took a nice hike along a point covered in pink granite rocks in all sorts of interesting formations.

Later, we returned to the beach across the street from the B&B where we stayed.  The tidal changes here are incredible.  There is at least  a half mile difference in the shoreline here between high tide and low. All the boats that are floating in the water at high tide are left stranded on the beach at low tide, hopelessly leaning on their sides.  We saw a dramatic demonstration of the tidal changes when we took a short ferry out to an island off of Roscoff.  We boarded at the pier where the cars parked, noticing as we left a very long bridge that went from the pier into the water.  The bridge to nowhere!  When we returned to Roscoff, the purpose of the bridge became obvious, as our ferry motored up to the end of it and let the passengers off. It is hard to really capture it in photos, but here are a few examples.

Medium tideThe same spot at low tidePart of the bridge