Guns from the Cerus, that grounded offshore trying to take off soldiers. Another ship took of the soldiers but the ship fought on until its ammunition was exhausted. The surviving crew eventually surrendered.
Another later Atlantic Wall defensive position overlooking the beach at V-l-R.
There was some time-tripping for a 19th C wedding party, though the Covid masks were a little anachronistic!
We tried to stop in St Valery but there was no short-term parking for Reggie to be found.
Tonight's park-up is Dudeville Doudeville, en route to Rouen. Another nice little town, though their signposting leaves something to be desired. It is apparently the Capital of Flax. (Trivia: NZ's biggest industry in the 40s? Flax!) Their very unusual Hotel de Ville used to be the covered flax market.
Plenty bargains to be had, if you want a maison in Dudeville...
Our park-up.
The weather has been glorious. I am slightly sunburnt, and the biere/vin tastes all the better when sitting in the French sun in a French village. Life is tough.
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