For the second weekend, en route to the north of the island, and all of First Saint-Pierre, a city ravaged by the eruption of Mount Pelee in the early twentieth century. Looks like time stopped there. We took the opportunity to take a break hugs ...
The ruins of thea ; be
Ceron Cove beach and sunset Preacher, since Sandra cottage we rented for the night
After s enjoyed a small planter on the terrace, we go for the Carbet, where we fired-track the fisher's hut
For some, the concentration is maximum and the total kiff ...
The next morning, after a short night rendezvous with Jean-Guy fisherman for a ride in skiff 2:30 to discover the stories and legends of the preacher, but also dolphins Martinique! A great time!
The day ends at Snake Cove, where the sand is blacker than black, and accessed gèrement difficult (is not it Pasc?)
Beware of wild pigs on the way home! Following the visit tomorrow! Kiss my GAEC, the house is empty without you ...
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