The next morning, moving on from St Mere Eglise, we headed along some small, winding roads towards Utah Beach, and Le Musee du Debarquement. A continuation of our education on the subject, including a very interesting film, and even more artefacts and real life stories of the invasion.
Our Aire of choice for the night was on a farm. Ignoring the slight “farmyard” smell, we pitched up, once more among Dutch, German and French Motorhomes. These included an unusual 1952 bus conversion driven by an elderly Dutch couple.
The bikes came off the rack and we cycled to Pointe du Hoc, a 100 foot cliff where on D Day a US Army Ranger assault group courageously scaled the cliffs using ropes, ladders and grapples whilst under enemy fire. From the viewpoint we could see the multitude of craters caused by Allied bombardments which targeted the Pointe du Hoc German gun emplacements.
Back at the farm, our BBQ attracted the attention of two farm residents- a tiny kitten and a large dog, neither of which got any food from us despite their best efforts. Tonight, we also had The Big Changeover- 1 tog duvet to 4.5, as requested by Andrew, who claimed this resulted in a much better night’s sleep.