Very wet but not raining. Awning soaking wet - not easy to pack , but decided we’d go anyway. Left Falaise Municipal at 10:30, got a saca-gelee (?) that’s not mine - but sans fair view. Made our way across country, quite a journey, arriving at Châteaulin about 16:30. The original campsite had disappeared and the new one, up the hill out of the town isn’t very good. Many pitches, but rough, scrubby food, molehills, and no hot water! Most of the facilities are closed, anyway it was adequate. The proprietor or guardierre - had 9 pups - or their boxer dogs had! Bill saw a viper on the way.