It takes courage to go for a picnic au bout du monde.
One has to be prepared…
…and willing to bump along mercilessly pot-holed unmarked dirt roads that have left previous adventurers stranded far from civilization…
Ready to pass mysterious ruins that have been backhanded by history…
…and continuing on, persevering even when your goal is still not in sight…
Until at last you have arrived at the (in)famous plage de Beauduc and have the entire beach to yourselves.
Beauduc, a secret passed on between fellow Provençaux. A wild place that is literally off the map…
We felt as though we had fallen into fortune’s sea on this first true day hinting happily of spring.
Out the puppers bounded, muzzles low sniffing, breaking into wide arcs of zoomies. Faster than faster for the sheer joy of it.
And yes, there was reward a plenty for the humans too.
Paté en croute, saucisson, cornichons, caperberries, tiny peppers stuffed with anchoiade, caviar de tomates and crunchy baguettes to spread it on, authentic German potato salad, Colummiers and Comté cheese. Not to mention a bit of wine.
Isn’t it amazing how much better everything tastes at the sea?
…the dogs had their fill of falling crumbs. Beach time is a generous time…
…and finally beyond time. At some point it had slowed to gentle disparition but no one had noticed.
We were too busy enjoying ourselves.
At the end of the afternoon I lead one last toast declaring, “We don’t need more than this.” The moment would not have been any finer if Champagne had replaced the Bandol or caviar the caviar de tomates. All we needed was to be right where we were, in fine calm company, sipping in the sun. At the end of the world we all were given another beginning, a pebble to put in our pocket as a souvenir of good times well won.
Oh I feel as if I've been on vacance myself. What a wonderful place you have found. It's amazing that it was so deserted. I'm sure your sweet puppies had a fine time as well.
V
Oh, how lovely. The wide open beach, the warmth of the spring sun, the sound of waves. A perfect picnic spot. So glad you had a day like that.
The back of the landy and that spread is my kind of eaterie, what a fab way to spend a day.
I read that post, funnily enough I don't like living here at all but am stuck because of hubs, I would be so much happier elsewhere, it's something we've talked about a few times but his job is here so… must plan great escape for post retirement, the thing is he is ten years younger so that's too long for me to wait!
What a glorious day out and the whole beach to yourself. Your picnic looks delicious and I am very envious of your picnic hamper. Would have loved to have joined you there, Crusoe would have spent many happy hours barking at the waves and playing with Ben and Kipling.
X
Worth every bump and pothole to arrive at that gorgeous destination. Ben and Kipling looked so happy…outdoor in the wide open space running freely without restraint. It probably felt like dog heaven. The food and wine looked delicious and the pictures are beautiful! I especially love the heads shot of you and Ben. You both look sublime.
XO Amelia
Exquisite!
What an amazing getaway Heather. Your photos are beautiful, Beauduc must be a very special place!
How interesting, where i live any dog must be leashed. Not allowed to run foot loose….
You see, the elements of civilized oppression. Animals suffer as well, though because
some have spoiled it for others, now we must all be penalized. A wonderful time you show..
Thank you…..
What a beautiful day! And the food looks wonderful 🙂
Sandy
P.S. Why infamous?