Située sur la côte sauvage, la plage de Yeyew offre une vue spectaculaire sur l'océan et les falaises découpées de BangorIn the heart of the Atlantic Ocean
An island against all odds
The convivial activity is refocused in the market towns while beaches, coasts and almost deserted paths form larger landscapes that are all the more impressive because, on certain days, storms come and turn them into black and white. The winds and the sea seem to be determined to destroy Belle-île under their repeated assaults, as evidenced by the falling rocks and portions of cliffs noted each spring. Sometimes, on certain days, the stopping of the boats makes the feeling of living on an island even more dense.
After meeting the few walkers, one can believe that the wild corner chosen for a stroll is one’s own. In the south of the island, on the highest cliffs, towards Pylor, the austerity of the wild coast, tinted here and there by the reddishness of the ferns, is suddenly accentuated by the power of rocky chaos beaten by the sea, the gold of the lichens illuminating their edges and their walls. Their color reminds that of the Gorse of Europe flowered at the edge of the ways.
