The day began overcast and the wind was mild and building. We set off by bike to Quintin, hoping to take some detours along the way to see Menhirs (piles of megalithic stones) at various spots marked on our cycling map of the area. No such luck, but we cycled along looking at the wonderful small villages. At St Anne du Houlins we found the small chapelle was open so we wandered in for a look. It seemed to have been built around the middle of the 19th century. After a 12% climb (I thought we had left the alps now.. oh well) out of town we rode across to Quintin, a much bigger village with the usual impossible navigation and sign posting in town... hmmm... The church was opened and this one seemed to be early 10th century, but a smaller church much much older had stood on this site before then.
The weather was closing in so prudence suggested we turn back (actually prudentce wasn't with us, but it sounds good). At least we now had a tail wind! The decent into St Anne was great but the climb back out was even steeper than the 12% going the other way. At St Julien we bought Pain au Chocolat... after all, this is France.
During the afternoon we drove to a few places... most notably Guingamp where there is a big church, and Pointe de L'Arcouest opposite the Ile de Bréhat. Here the small islands dotted everywhere are a poor cousin to the Bay of Islands in northern NZ.