Guenrouet

Cumul EV1: 280 km, Total 296 km

In the morning the only place open is the newspaper shop! But the very jovial owner serves us coffee and croissants. The night rain gives other colors to the old streets, the wet granite pavement is reflecting the blue sky and the church glows with its cream and dark burgundy stones.
We grab two sandwiches and get going.
We start to feel the accumulation of efforts when we reach the Ile aux Pies, a natural landmark which reminds one of a North American lake, with steep dark cliffs and pine trees scattered on every horizontal surface, like thousands of spikes fallen from the sky. We spot a lock house that acts as a tapas bar, and we take a peak at the local campground… which convinces us that something better must await us somewhere further!!
Just before the junction with La Gallicy the trees are covered with mistletoe balls hanging from the branches like gigantic Christmas decorations.
We cycle through Redon, the most inland harbor connected to the Atlantic. After that, the view gets really monotonous, stuck between railroad tracks and a sad abandoned canal. These kilometers are quite hard and dispiriting but soon the canal opens again on wider spaces, with more varied plants and trees. We see families of swans enjoying a Sunday outing.
We reach Guenrouët totally exhausted, where the only restaurant there is closed on Sunday. The local bar serves us cheap cheese and bad saucisson, with a view overlooking the river and the nautical base. It is heaven to us!Read more