There is a feeling of quiet industry to today's Ascension Bank Holiday. Light airs have reduced the number of boats leaving their berths. Causing their crews to seek alternative pleasures. Peche a Pied patrols are therefore out in force. Taking advantage of a midday low tide. Which renders the heads, of Lorient's many gently shelving coves, accessible through much of the day.
I take a tempting footpath, out of Port Louis. Which leads off, along the west bank of the river Blavet.
It winds along the low cliffs, of the foreshore. The skeletons of former fishing boats lining the gravel beach below.
Before plunging into lush heathland, overhung by tall trees. Where the air is filled with the melodic musings of a myriad songbirds.
Out in the river, harbour ferries shuttle to and fro. On the opposite bank, the gaunt concrete pens, of La Base, are deserted, for the holiday. Save for Thomas Ruyant's Vulnerable (two tone blue with white sash).
The city skyscrapers, of downtown Lorient, glint, from the next clearing. With two ships unloading, into towering silos, on the wharf.
The path re emerges, onto the shoreline of Kerzo bay. Where I pause for a picnic.
In a sand fringed horseshoe, around which desirable waterside properties cluster.
Enjoying views of the Port Louis Citadelle and Peche a Pied foragers.
Before walking on, to the delightfully sleepy port village, of Locmiquelic, which nestles around the next point.
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