Wet sand. Squidgy mud. Cool streams. Here is a place where the landscape can be soaked in from head to toe.
The deliciously creamy taste of France’s least photogenic dessert (a kind of rice pudding) takes you back to your childhood.
Settle down atop the cliffs and wait for a glimpse of the European shag, common linnet, or the Eurasian rock pipit.
With your jeans rolled up, wind in the hair, and seaweed between your toes, there’s nothing fishy going on.
Leg of lamb or whelks, sea views or a cosy fireplace; La Cale restaurant is a place where time stopped many moons ago.
The sea reveals its wild side every equinox. Don’t miss the greatest show in the West (of France).
An enjoyable walk-in makes that break between the golden dunes, sheltered from the wind, all the sweeter.
It is said that this flash of colour occurs in fine weather, at the exact moment the sun moves from one hemisphere to the next.