To the West

 

While looking for all those menhirs, we reached the very West of Brittany and stopped at Pointe de Corsen. If you'd swim across the Atlantic in a straight line from here (not recommended), you would end up in Newfoundland, Canada. Since we're sensible people, we don't do that and just stay here at Pointe de Corsen, the most Western point of continental France.

This is the Atlantic Ocean, but this part is also known by its other name, Celtic Sea. I have to admit that I didn't know this before we went here. But it doesn make sense since the sea also reaches the shores of Cornwell and Ireland, all well known for their Celtic history.

We took a short walk along the edge of the cliffs. It was an overcast and slightly chilly day.

At the end of October there was still a lot of Queen Anne's Lace (Daucus corota) around. Even though you see this plant in America, it is actually a native of Europe, but was naturalized in the "New World". It's such a beautiful flower and a great pollinator plant. It didn't mind the rather harsh conditions at all.

There were rocks in the sea where the waves crashed noisily. Further out there were a lot of smaller rocky islands - a treacherous sea to navigate for sure.

But ships and boats have a lifeline - it's called a lighthouse. Of course there is one here. Interestingly though, it is not right at the shore on the cliffs, but a little bit further back in the commune of Plouarzel, 500 meters (1640 ft.) from the shore. The Phare Trézien was erected in 1894 and automated a century later. It stands 37.20 meters (122 ft.) tall and its beacon ranges up to 35 km (approx. 22 miles).

The path up to the lighthouse is lined by many hydrangeas, still beautiful even though they were past their prime.

Someone posed as the lighthouse keeper.

We weren't far from Brest, the largest city in Western Brittany with a very important habour. We were looking for a crêperie where we had an early dinner (very unusual in France). Usually you have two crêpes courses, first a savory buckwheat crêpe (called galette) and then a sweet one as dessert. Here is my galette with salmon, leeks and a creamy sauce. It was delicious. 

Today I also want to show you where we stayed for several days while exploring the Northern and Western part of Brittany. We had found a B&B in a tiny village near Lannion from where we left for our daytrips.

Every morning we got a freshly cooked breakfast with lots of choices (the French are not known for a big breakfast) and Monsieur (our host) always made something different. Everything was delicious. We met the other guests at breakfast and had lively conversations, even though sometimes the language was a challenge for us (we were the only foreigners). Monsieur himself loved to talk as well and unfortunately he spoke with a very heavy Breton accent that was often hard to understand. Kaefer and I did our best to keep up, but the poor Geek, who doesn't speak French, was a bit lost, even though we tried to translate as much as possible.

The view from our second-floor bedroom (our appartment occupied two floors) at sunset...

... and right before sunrise.

Inside, Monsieur had decorated with some pictures - nothing special, but I liked them.

I especially loved the big poppy on the wall in the upstairs bedroom. How could I not?