The allure of the French Riviera is easy to understand. From the moment of arrival, there is something about the light, the soft colors set against the seemingly endless azure skies that simply washes over you and says life is good.
We begin our stay at St. Maxime with Xander and Barbara, longtime Dutch friends of Steve's, who have a home and boat here. More gracious and relaxed hosts would be difficult to find!
St Maxime is a delightful harbour town, with pale peach colored stucco homes that creep up into the hill that tumbles down to the understated shops and small beaches. The atmosphere is completely casual compared to its neighbor, San Tropez across the harbour.
The morning after our arrival, we join them in their boat southwest to the petite hill of an island, Port-Cros.
There is a small dock and a handful of mooring balls to tie up to. No boat anchors are allowed to disturb the bottom of this delicate seafloor.
The population is around 100 folks living a hard working but tranquil life. Pale turquoise blue is the favored shutter color. The restaurants are known for local fresh deep water fish found at 60 or more meters below the surface. We chose Le Ause for a long wonderful meal.
La Manoir is the island's singular small hotel. You'll pay the price for enjoying it's tranquility but if you want a true escape, it's lovely gardens and protected pool are certainly enticing.
After a walk, which did not include a climb to the island's citadel, we cruise to another nature preserved spot to tie up for a swim. We had no idea what the school of light grey with bright blue stripes and small white and black markings were. They seemed as curious about us as we were about them.
It's time to return to St Maxime's harbour having had a truly fantastic day!
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