Fishing Village at Meneham

Saturday we were moving to the cottage from the apartment, so we packed up. The lighting was much better that morning so I did another photo of the mouth of l'Aber Wrac'h. We were going to step out for a moment when we ran into our neighbors at the apartment, the Maddens from Sister Bay. We had a good talk with them and then headed off to Lannilis to find lunch.

After finding a sandwich at a pâtisserie in Lannilis we moved to the cottage in Kerisquin. We had been told many things about it and it was a everything people said about it. The cottage is located on the other side of the Landeda peninsula from the appartment overlooking a corn field and the mouth of l'Aber Benoît.

Kerisquin

livingroom	front door
kitchen
view from the cottage yard
view of L'Aber Benoît from bathroom skylight.

Meneham

After lunch we went East of Guissény on the coastal road to Meneham. Meneham was a fishing village, but now is mainly a historical site containing a fisherman's house surrounded by rocks, and fishermen's cottages that are used as a restaurant and artist's studio/galleries. At the time we were there the studios were mainly closed. The restaurant and a shelter for hikers were still open.

As we got close to Meneham, we once again weren't sure we were on the correct road. We stopped to ask two walkers and they assured us we were on the right road for the cabin between the rocks. One said it was on the other side of a bridge while the other said there was no bridge. It almost sounded like the pepper argument from the TV series "A Year in Provence". We did finally cross a little bridge and parked. We followed the trail signs and came across a fisherman's harbor.

Meneham fishing harbor	The rocks were no match for Jan
Seaweed collecting	Rocky shore

It didn't take long to find the house between the rocks.

Notice the ever-present Magpies. One in the lower right corner. See if you can find the other.

From the front you could see that the house was surrounded on three sides by rocks. The house was lived in until early in the 20th century. After walking around the house we were in need of coffee, so we started to walk around the rest of the area. We came across this interesting building with rocks near it.

After we walked around it we discovered it was a restaurant that was open.

Once inside we could see that the lunch crowd was still there at 3 p.m. The group in the forground was having a great time telling stories. Judging by the gesturing, each story must have topped the last.

We got back to Landéda just in time for Saturday mass at the local church. It turned out we had more time than we thought since the priest went to the wrong village. It turns out he does this every week. After mass we went out to eat at Le Captain, a crêperie/seafood restaurant. Jan had crêpes Coquilles St Jacques and I had ham and cheese crêpes with a pitchet de cidre. We followed these with dessert crêpes.

When we got back to the cottage, we discovered a snail on the curtains in the bedroom. It turned out there were snails throughout the garden. As is our habit at home where we moved our small snails off the road, we moved this half-dollar sized snail outside. It had lots of friends all over the outside of the cottage and the adjoining house.