We began our trek on the Sentier Littorale by walking the Plage De L’Estagnol, but I forgot to take photos. So, when we reached the part of the path that goes into the woods and over the rocks and along the cliffs, I turned around and took this photo of L’Estagnol.

The Mediterranean Sea was off to our right on this walk.

The path begins. The water was actually an amazing deep blue and turquoise, but it got washed out in this photo.

Our view at the beginning of the walk.

Another view.

Stairs, of course…up and up and up and up…I’m certainly getting my exercise on this trip!

Further along the path.

Love these trees!

More stairs!

Yet another gorgeous view.

The hole in the rocks; the lone tree (rather like a bonsai); the beautiful deep blue sea.

I’m always mesmerized, and I keep trying to capture the magic.

Further along the path…yup, Cathy’s in front again…and I’m dawdling behind, playing with my iPad mini, taking photos for you.

Looking backwards, see how the sea is on the left now?

Going forward along the path again.

Further along the path, a change of terrain.

I just can’t believe I’m in the middle of all this beauty and grandeur.

Looking down at the path we were walking on. Hiking boots were best. My black shoes were insufficient, but I managed. We actually passed some people walking this trail barefoot! But we think they were only going a short distance – they were picking their way very slowly. One woman was also topless – definitely not in Kansas, anymore, Dorothy.

More of the trail; Cathy still in the lead.

Another section of the trail with a little wooden footbridge.

The surf. The water is crystal clear.

Still walking.

That’s Fort De Bregancon out in the distance. In has been in earlier photos, too, I just didn’t think to mention it in the captions.

Ah, well, I just like this photo.

And this one, too. It is difficult to decide which of the many photos I take to put into a blog post – I show you only a small fraction of them.

Along the path again.

And even further along the path.

And further still.

The view opposite a stretch of beach. I like the combination of the fences and the trees.

A stretch of path where it was a bit challenging to get a good footing.

Some interesting holes in the cliff rocks. I took several photos, but I’ll only include two here.

Here’s the second one.

Can you see the stairs cut into the rock here? They are just below the long rectangular board and the handrail, then more to the left of that nearer to the bottom.

There’s Fort De Bregancon in the distance. We are getting closer.

Our final destination, Plage De Cabasson.

I like the way these palm trees line up. At Plage De Cabasson.

Plage De Cabasson.

The beach restaurant that served as our “studio” for ten minutes.

My much needed espresso and glass of water.

The view from my table looking left (a gauche).

View from my table looking straight ahead (tout droit).

View from my table looking right (a droit).

Debi’s collage done at the beach “studio.”

Debi’s collage done back at the apartment after dinner.

Cathy’s charcoal sketch done in the apartment after dinner. She threw away her Caran d’Ache sketch done at the beach “studio.” Is that cheating? Should that be allowed? Well…YOU just try and stop her!!