During conversation with a friend we learnt of a menhir that had been adopted and modified by Christians during the early 16thC.
and use the tide up into the upper reaches of the Ria (On a previous trip we expored the Western side of the Ria at Nostang)
We made our way up the estuary heading for St Cado. Passing the small Oyster Watchman’s house. We could already feel the increase of the wind which was predicted to increase Bf5 +
St Cado is one of those places you will never tire of seeing. This small island with its connecting harbour wall draws hundreds of tourists during the summer season, without doubt the best way to visit is by kayak
At higher levels of tide it can be fun paddling through the arched gates of the harbour wall against the flow of the tide, the tunnel is around one kayak length and needs a determined sprint to glide through….. those who don’t have the speed or find the current faster than anticipated usually try to paddle only to find their paddles don’t fit under the arch ! There are always plenty of birds on the Estuary, this Egret was very happy to come quite close to us as we slowly moved through the mud banks
It was another few minutes before they arrived at the causeway and the level of water was now thigh deep with a good flow of water crossing it. I offered a hand and carried a large bag on my deck and hung around ‘just in case’ someone needed a bit more help. All was well with everyone across, however any further delay would have needed a boat or a 12hr wait till the next low tide.
Now we moved out into the open reaches of the Ria, we could feel the strength of the wind, the waves were mostly flattened by the wind, but every once in a while larger waves would form giving a chance to surf a little.
This is the Quenouille de Sainte Brigitte, It’s located on the Isthmus of the Ile Verdun peninsular. It’s a little over 3 meters tall and has three parts, a long cylindrical block of Granite carrying a smaller block which has a cross carved out, and these a finished with a conical cap.
I am always amazed at how these very ancient stones have survived so long. Of course now these historical relics are all recorded and looked after, but this is really something quite new in their history. It leads me to believe that there were probably many more that have just been lost or innocently reused before their historical value was realised.
Back at Pont Lorois, our starting point, the bay was filling nicely and the tidal flow into the bay gave Michelle an opportunity to practice her moving water skills.
So, probably time to ‘explain’ the word “Quenouille”
the translation I found in the dictionary is ‘Distaff’ it took me several searches to discover that this is the long spindle that ‘spinners’ use to hold the unspun fibres