We started the day exploring the Crozon Peninsula, where old military remains are scattered along the coast. Its strategic position near the entrance to Brest meant that this coastline was fortified again and again over the centuries. Today, old walls, batteries and bunkers have become part of the landscape.
From there, we continued to Camaret-sur-Mer, a small harbour town where old wooden fishing boats have been left to slowly decay beside the water. Rust, peeling paint and exposed wooden frames make them strangely beautiful.
Nearby, we stopped at the Alignements de Lagatjar, rows of standing stones dating back thousands of years. Another reminder of just how many different layers of history you find in Brittany.
We then continued towards the Pointe de Pen-Hir. Here, the military past appears again at Kerbonn. French coastal defences were built here from the late 19th century, and during the Second World War the German army added concrete bunkers and gun emplacements.
Close by, the huge Cross of Pen-Hir commemorates the Bretons who joined the Free French Forces during the war.
But in the end, it was the landscape that stayed with me most.
At Pen-Hir, the land suddenly drops into the Atlantic. Jagged cliffs stretch along the coast, with the rocky Tas de Pois rising from the sea. Between all that grey rock, purple heather was already colouring the hillsides.
Another completely different side of Brittany's coast. That strangely looks alot like Ireland.