11th June – 16th June Lay Days Roscoff
Six nights at Roscoff. The weather was okay – in terms of rain and temperature but the wind just howled. It got quite tiresome on the boat listening to is whistling through the marina. However it gave me a chance to recover and explore Roscoff. Quite a small town but one with an interesting history. In 1548 the 6yr old Mary Queen of Scots landed here – she had been betrothed to a French Duke, not sure she had much say in the matter.
Roscoff is also famous for its Onion Johnnies. Breton farmers who took their bicycles across on the ferry to England and Wales in the late 40’s and early 50’s. They were quite a novelty cycling around towns and villages with onions strung from their handlebars wearing the Breton stripped shirt and cap.
I found a local cafe by the quayside for a late morning/early afternoon cafe au lait and beer, watching the world go by. There were quite a few tourists around – English, French and German. Even some Japanese who had sailed to Roscoff from Japan. They had over wintered in Sweden and were making their way down to the Mediterranean.
Dex and Julia had recommended a moules and frittes van on the quayside which was superb. For E10 you had enough moules to feed two with a healthy (or unhealthy!) portion of fries with mayonnaise.
Six nights at Roscoff. The weather was okay – in terms of rain and temperature but the wind just howled. It got quite tiresome on the boat listening to is whistling through the marina. However it gave me a chance to recover and explore Roscoff. Quite a small town but one with an interesting history. In 1548 the 6yr old Mary Queen of Scots landed here – she had been betrothed to a French Duke, not sure she had much say in the matter.
Roscoff is also famous for its Onion Johnnies. Breton farmers who took their bicycles across on the ferry to England and Wales in the late 40’s and early 50’s. They were quite a novelty cycling around towns and villages with onions strung from their handlebars wearing the Breton stripped shirt and cap.
I found a local cafe by the quayside for a late morning/early afternoon cafe au lait and beer, watching the world go by. There were quite a few tourists around – English, French and German. Even some Japanese who had sailed to Roscoff from Japan. They had over wintered in Sweden and were making their way down to the Mediterranean.
Dex and Julia had recommended a moules and frittes van on the quayside which was superb. For E10 you had enough moules to feed two with a healthy (or unhealthy!) portion of fries with mayonnaise.
There was also a specialist shop selling tinned Tuna, Mackerel and Sardines. I know this does not sound exciting! However they were delicious. When you opened the Sardines the Olive Oil – was Olive Oil. The taste on bread and with pasta was superb. I ended up buying 16 tins – I will probably be sick of them by the end of the trip.
Purrfect Tale 