We spent a wonderful, sunny two weeks in Capbreton on the Atlantic coast near the border with Spain. We were able to camp right by the beach. The beaches stretched for miles in both directions and we were able to walk along them for hours and hours. Harry loved it although she was very wary of the waves. These photos do not show the true height of them - some were over 15 foot high. We could sit in Cicely and hear them crashing on the beach.
We did try to swim in the water but the waves just threw us back. Although the beaches were very quiet, the sea was not. Hundreds of surfers came everyday to surf, from first light until the sun went down. This stretch of beach at Capbreton was used for the World Surfing Championship and is thought to be one of the best places in Europe for surfing.
This is the photo from the top of the dunes by our camp site. We walked into the village for fresh fish from the tiny fishing boats that went out fishing everyday. I have never seen so many varieties of fish before. We tried lots of them!!The cycle paths were also very good and we were able to cycle most days and forget the car. Harry really enjoys her trailor and it always puts a smile on faces of people when we pass with her on the back of Ian's bike.
Here are some of the surfers on the waves. It was great to sit and watch them and wish we could be in there with them.
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