Befuddled By Brands
Interurban routes are lettered.
The new franchise was won by Transdev who replaced Keolis and replaced the brand with Cap Cotentin.
In addition to the town route map shown in yesterdays’s blog, there is a regional map of the “sticky out bit” and all its bus services.
Dave and Carrie have been directed to (or attracted by) a splendidly good beach at a place called Siouville. So off they trot with the electric card loaded with four single journeys at one euro a piece and clutching their little printed timetable book.
… from which we can glean that only a few buses run to Siouville; the majority terminating at “Flamanville”. The last common stop on the map is Hameau Bonnemains.
… plus a separate pole and second flag with limited information in display.
Included in the frame is a network map and (possibly) the timetable.
fbb suspects that Streetview is not totally up to date, so we turn to Google Earth for an aerial view of the terminus of the main frequency that has forked left here,
It is a bit pixelated!
… or what may well be an official drone view. This picture is on a Normandy tourist site …
…which also shows pictures of happy visitors enjoying the experience.
Odd, really, as it simply isn’t there! Maybe they caught a route B bus?
It’s only titchy village yet it has both a town hall (modest) …
… a maire (equally modest?) …
… and a modest row of little shops.
A little further on, route B makes it to Siouville which also has a little row of shops …
… and not much else. But it does have a beach.
And what a beach! It is a good place for surfers when the atlantic rollers roll although Dave and Carrie, as ferry foot passengers, had forgotten their belly-boards!
The bus does not penetrate the narrow main street with its throbbing cafe culture (there is just one!) but turns right to a terminus at (actually IN) the car park.
Note the full and helpful infromation available!
But before the arduous hour’s run back to Cherbourg, nosh was needed. Situated incongruously in a little bloch of new-build housing …
… and just a quick hop from the anonymous bus stop was a delightful new-build caff.
Here the pair purchased “frites” to sustain them for the home run.
The power station complex is to the west of the wider main “white” road. Streetview does not penetrate further than the fence …
… although bus B does so penetrate. The actual gubbins is at a lower level beyond the cliff edge; but, please remember, it isn’t there. And it certainly isn’t Flamanville!
… is called Dilette Gare Maritime.
There’s a road sign to confirm this appellation.
Google Translate confirms fbb’s view that it means something like Harbour Station. There is no railway! Neither can fbb find any signs of a closed line.