The weather this morning was miserable, I woke up really early and sat in the drizzle…. Knitting!

This camp site ask you to pre order breakfast and the selection we had this morning was amazing!

Whilst we sat waiting for the endless showers to pass, the children had a well earned lazy morning watching a film and chilling out whilst we drank coffee and read our books.

We decided enough was enough and we would head out into the rain and set off on the long ride to La Rochelle…. with the prize of a 3 scoop ice cream from the world famous Ernest Gelato….

before we set off Fraser had skidded off his bike, scraped his legs and hit himself on the cross bar… somfor the first 15km he rode his bike standing up.

We flew over the bridge, and we would find out later this was due to the strong wind being behind us!!

Once on the outskirts of the city we stopped to adjust the bike seats for added comfort… Fraser sat on the grass and a huge gust of wind blew penny’s bike over and the handle bar landed right on his head…. it was awful! With no idea where we were and the shock of the huge bang on the head I was really concerned! Eventually Fraser was cheered up when I went for a wee on the side of the track… apparently he’d never seen a girl scoot down for a wee…. and further for the amusement, a passing elderly cyclist got to see the sight too!!

Back on our bikes we headed into town and found a spot to park our bikes… I felt sure the weather would mean we wouldn’t have to queue… but no! The ice cream is that good the queue went out the door and around the corner as usual. Then children had been looking forward to this since we left home and had been planning their flavours on the journey.

We had a walk around the port and decided before long to head back to the island… the clouds were looming blackly over head… Frasers words were they were very threatening.

We snaked out the city quickly and passed wee corner, when stew and Fraser decided it was their turn for an au natural wee! Fraser, full of calamity rose straight into stationary Penny! No tears this time!

The traffic to get onto the island was choc a block so we picked a car each to beat! Our cycle into the wind was hard, Fraser was feeling the burn and penny was powering up the hill. We flew over the top of some impressive wind surfing, and down the hill… passing the man who had seen me earlier squatting in the bushes… much to the children’s delight!

Back to camp, 40km later the children hit the pool. Penny challenges an older boy to a race! She did doggy paddle and he swam his fastest!! She is such a monkey!

Stew and I had a couple of drinks and ordered the children some pizza as a treat for their great efforts of the day!

Back for some food and a game of shadow puppets at the van… all of our sore bottoms are tired and tummy’s full of ice cream.