Bray Dunes is right by the Belgian border, and that is the way we headed to buy not one, but two bottom brackets next morning.
Steve had all the tools needed to fit them which we did as quickly as we could. We'd hoped to have left Bray Dunes the day before.
Breakfast on the beach shortly after.
Around 1pm we started along the French Divide route with a working bike.
The sun was out, and we were happy at last to be on our way South.
This wasn't the first time that we'd visited this part of France, but it was the first time that Tom was old enough to start to appreciate part of the history of the area.