Umm? ~ A description of the GR22 and I start describing the GR34. Well I live in Jersey ~ an hour on the ferry from St Malo, so it was a good place to start. *
Plenty of accomodation and supplies, and a walk around the old walls of St Malo ~ and then an hour or two to leave it's sprawl and find the pretty villages, esturies, cliff paths and beaches.
My good intention to stay on a campsite was dashed when they asked for 160FF ~ so I bought supplies at their shop ~ filled my waterbottles ~ and camped wild at the end of Pointe du Meinga. Well I like the company of seagulls, passing fishing-boats, and the tumbling of waves on rock.
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Day 2 the cliff path is a delight ~ maybe only 40m high but winding through bushes and wind-blown trees ~ dropping into little sandy bays and rocky coves ~ and eventually reaching the Pointe du Grouin with its coast-guard station and tourist car-park. A lovely spot for a rest though, and you get your first view of Mt St Michel , a day and a half's walk away.
It's head south now in, out and around the holiday homes and seaside delights of small villages till you reach Cancale.
Cancale is a wonderfull town for supplies, with a wide range of accomodation. I was getting tired and had an hours walk before I found a spot to camp on the beach.
Day 3 and I started my walk along the salt marshes of the bay of Mt St Michel. It was lovely to start with ~ the occasional town/village with supplies and camping. Sheep grazing on the salty grass ~ oyster fishermen ~ ruined windmills ~ and then the road headed inland. Actually the GR34 does as well ~ to Mont Dol ~ but I stayed on the dicq which protects the fields.
It was a long walk with Mt St Michel never seeming to get any nearer. A strange vision appeared out on Les Herbeaux ~ and an hour later it became the Annual Shephards Bar-B-Que ~ with roasted spicy lamb, dancing peasants ~ and pungent red wine ~ all presented to me to give me strength to reach Paris.
I eventually made the tourist mecca of Mont St Michel ~ with Motels ~ Campsites ~ and Shops ~ and jolly welcome it was too. I was too tired to visit the old rock with its Son-et-Luminaire ~ well I had been there 30 years before!
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