This view gave me the most wonderful joy when first I beheld it. Walking around the walls of St Malo we came upon a section of the ramparts where the surface was covered by the most vivid yellow lichen. Stepping closer, I looked over to see this splendid fort by Vauban fully linked to the land at low tide.
I loved the texture of the rocks where other more adventurous tourists clambered where the sea had been metres deep but moments before.
A flotilla of tiny yachts on the horizon manned by an intrepid group of sea scouts like the Maloins of old, ventured out into the depths and wonderful maritime adventure.