Saddle Sore

We've certainly got our money's worth out of those bikes today. We decided to investigate the island (although technically part of France, Nourmoutier is an island accessible by a causeway and a bridge). We followed the cycle paths through villages of whitewashed, blue shuttered houses, past wide, sandy beaches and down dusty tracks. We stopped for lunch in L'Herbaudiere, a busy harbour town and then set off again back across country, past windmills, salt marshes and fields of horses and goats.
We spent a couple of hours on the beach this afternoon then after showering and changing it was back on the bikes and into town for dinner.
Poppy had a little topple off her bike tonight, luckily from a stationary position but she seems very tired and emotional so I think it might be early nights all round.