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Sylvain Sonnet/CorbisThe bell tower in Ars-en-RĂ© on Île de RĂ©, France. One August morning years ago, there was a knock on the door of the small, 19th-century stone house in Ars-en-RĂ© that my husband, Andy, and I had rented for vacation. There, alongside a bicycle laced with rust, stood a silver-haired man, elegantly dressed in a faded rose-colored linen shirt and long khaki Bermuda shorts. He had come looking for the owners, who were his — and our — friends from Paris. His name was Hubert. “Monsieur, perhaps you don’t recognize me, but I’m your upstairs neighbor in our building in Paris,” Andy said. Out of context, Hubert couldn’t have been expected to recognize a man he had only seen dressed in dark suits. But there we were, hundreds of miles from home in this sleepy town on the Île de RĂ©, an island off the west coast of France, making small talk, and connections, with our Parisian neighbor. It was one of our first lessons in the ambiance of Ars, a centuries-old port that has retained its very discreet charm, even as visitors to the island now number three million a year and its real estate has become some of the most desirable in coastal France. Of all the towns on the 18-mile-long island in the Atlantic, Ars, toward the far end of the island, has always been the most tranquil and private. Its whitewashed stone cottages and narrow streets have earned it a spot on the official list of “the most beautiful villages in France.” The heart of the town is St. Etienne church, with its 12th-century facade and dramatic white spire tipped in black that from afar looks like a rocket ready for launching. Ars stands in contrast to the island’s other popular towns Les Portes-en-RĂ© on the glorious ocean beaches toward the northern end of the island is where the newly rich build big houses with swimming pools and guest cottages. the largest town closer to the mainland in the middle, attracts a clientele that some on the here call “populaire,” a catchall designation that can mean either down-to-earth or the slightly more pejorative transient and working-class. The towns closest to the mainland, which attract day-trippers, are the most downscale. Ars, however, is inhabited mostly by old-timers. Some are third- or fourth-generation residents, descendants of farmers and fishermen. Others are wealthy Parisians who decided to invest in homes by the sea 40 or more years ago; they often have more substantial familial houses even chateaus in the heart of France. They rent out their homes in Ars when their children and grandchildren aren’t visiting — and they do so quietly and most often by word of mouth. Patrick Bernard/ via Newscom Former French Prime Minister Lionel Jospin vacationing in Ars-en-RĂ©. What differentiates Ars from other seaside destinations like the CĂŽte d’Azur, where people go to see and be seen, is that this is a place for the famous to be anonymous. The fashion designer Nathalie Rykiel can dine at the CafĂ© de Commerce at the port without anyone invading her space. No one bothers the actress Nathalie Baye and her actress-designer daughter, Laura Smet, when they are at their house with the wooden shutters and tiny garden. The Former Prime Minister Lionel Jospin can bike along the island’s flat terrain without attracting stares. “Jospin comes every morning to buy his charcuterie and no one even looks up,” said RĂ©gis Benatre, a bookseller who sells secondhand paperbacks, including tomes on history and philosophy, at the daily open-air market on the port. Ars is considered the most intellectual of the island’s towns, a kind of French Sag Harbor. I once incurred Jospin’s wrath when I met him after we finished playing tennis on adjoining courts. “It’s an honor to meet you,” I said. Except Jospin heard my pronunciation of the word “honneur” as “horreur” — horror. He lashed out at me. “Horreur! It’s a horreur to meet me?” I fell over myself with apologies and joked that my flawed French was to blame. I thought that as a veteran politician, he would laugh it off. He did not. Perhaps he was miffed that his daily routine had been disrupted by a perfect stranger — and, even worse, a foreigner. Another difference here from many other vacation spots in France is the unwritten but certain dress code. Real RĂ©tais, as residents are called, do not wear bright colors, flashy prints, real jewels, fitted clothing, deep tans or recognizable designer shoes. They do wear well-cut linen shirts and dresses, faded Breton-style striped sweaters, espadrilles, ballerina flats and every shade of beige and gray. Voices stay low; music stays soft. The women who walk topless along the shoreline of the beaches near Les Portes are considered “vulgaire.” Old bicycles are the preferred vehicle of transportation along the 60 miles of bike paths on the island. Only children and Americans seem to wear helmets as they make their way through the salt marshes, vineyards, pine forests, potato fields and nature reserve that attracts more than 300 species of birds. The gentle, unadorned style extends to home decoration as well. Hollyhocks grow wild from the cobblestones and cracks in the concrete. There are limits on the height and number of houses. The roofs tend to be terra-cotta tiled, the walls whitewashed, the walls made of local stone. When a Dutch friend married to a Frenchman painted the shutters of their house bright blue instead of a neutral shade of gray or green, there were complaints from the neighbors. The Ars open-air market can become crowded but never rowdy. This is the place to buy the island’s famous waxy potatoes; the flaky, delicate, hand-harvested sea salt known as fleur de sel; mountains of local mussels to steam in white wine and finish with crĂšme fraĂźche; and every kind of ocean fish. “I appreciate the respectful milieu here, even if the classes don’t mix very much,” said Alain Naudeau, a merchant who sells jewelry from Indonesia and Thailand here. The market’s goods tend to be upscale cashmere sweaters, linen shirts, textiles from Morocco, towels from Tunisia, vintage linens, perfumed soaps, Panama hats. Some natives of Île de RĂ© will tell you that the unique esprit of the island was broken forever back in 1988 when a toll bridge from La Rochelle on the mainland was opened and the ferry stopped running. Then budget airlines opened routes between Britain and Ireland to La Rochelle, encouraging more Britons to come. Now you hear English, German and Dutch at the two campgrounds on the edge of Ars, and the nearby supermarket now sells English shortbread, chutney and tortilla chips. Property values, meanwhile, have increased about fivefold in the past decade. Next year, the loan for the construction of the bridge to the mainland will be paid off. That means that the justification for the steep toll for reaching the island will cease to exist. If access is free, will Île de RĂ© go the way of St. Tropez? Locationde villa sur l'Ăźle de RĂ©. L'Ăźle de RĂ© est l'une des principales Ăźles touristiques de France. SituĂ©e sur la cĂŽte atlantique, Ă  quelques kilomĂštres de la jolie ville de La Rochelle, l'Ăźle de RĂ© a de nombreux atouts lorsqu'il s'agit de vacances en bord de mer. Ses plages de sable fin attire les vacanciers mais aussi les surfeurs qui viennent profiter des rouleaux. A decade ago, my French wife and I moved from our apartment in Brooklyn to the Right Bank of Paris. I'd be lying if I said it wasn't a challenge to acclimate myself to the rain and low skies that ruthlessly blot out the winter sun in northern France. On the other hand, there's nothing like a European summer. Vacations are prioritized, and you can travel between a dozen countries with the ease we Americans move up and down the Eastern seaboard. The summer of 2020 was, for obvious reasons, the first in 10 that we didn't set foot outside France. We'd abandoned our home in Paris back in March, days before the nationwide lockdown, to hole up with friends in a village in the Loire-Atlantique, just below Brittany. In July, we doubled down on our urban exodus and found a rental house in a tiny port town in Brittany itself, on the CĂŽtes d'Armor, where we tĂ©lĂ©travail-ed from the garden, drank the excellent local cider, and swam in the cold, clear ocean. By that point, some of our friends reflexively began to look again to Italy, Greece, and Spain for their vacations, willing their lives back to some semblance of normalcy through stubborn habit. But our stint along France's bracing northwestern coastline had turned my wanderlust inward, reawakening in me an appetite for this country—an embarrassment of both natural and cultivated riches—that open borders and too-cheap flights had dampened. Oysters with a view at the restaurant RĂ© OstrĂ©a. Manuel Obadia-Wills And so in early August, we continued our exploration of the beguiling Atlantic and headed for the Île de RĂ©, a 33-square-mile oasis of sand dunes, marshland, and sprawling vineyards off the coast of La Rochelle, which is just 2Âœ hours from Paris by high-speed train. The Île de RĂ© is something like a French Martha's Vineyard, and the island is far more popular with French tourists than it is with visitors from outside the country. If Brittany evokes the dramatic seascapes of Maine or Cape Cod—sailboats bobbing beneath painted lighthouses, heavy waves beating against a jagged coast—the Île de RĂ© is something like a French Martha's Vineyard. And like its Massachusetts counterpart, the island is far more popular with French tourists than it is with visitors from outside the country. This lends it a pleasing air of authenticity that is, like everywhere, harder to come by than it once was. Accessible only by ferry until 1988, today the Île de RĂ© is a 40-minute taxi ride from the Gare de La Rochelle via a bridge that joins the island to a swath of mainland given over to heavy industry. Perhaps this unglamorous approach is why, on first blush, the Île de RĂ© can present a deceptive shyness, greeting a visitor with a relaxed modesty and angling itself away from France and out to sea, demanding you venture deeper inside to engage its numerous intrinsic charms. Along the boat-lined quayside of the old port town of my cab driver deposited me in front of a handsome 17th-century limestone façade. Large blue-and-white-striped umbrellas held the tenacious midday sun at bay over a cluster of cafĂ© tables, marking the entrance to the HĂŽtel de Toiras. I was due to stay here for the first night, in a generous suite of rooms overlooking the harbor, and my wife, Valentine, and our two children, six-year-old Marlow and two-year-old Saul, were to join me for three more. In the spring of 2020, the RĂ©taises, as the 20,000 mostly retired year-round inhabitants of the Île de RĂ© are called, found themselves inundated by some 4,000 well-heeled second-home owners fleeing Paris, Bordeaux, and France's other virus-ridden metropolitan centers. But it was far from the first time the island had been invaded. The extravagantly christened Jean Caylar d'Anduze de Saint-Bonnet, Marquis de Toiras, for whom our lodgings had been named, secured a place in history in the 1625 Recovery of RĂ© Island, in which he beat back the Huguenot rebels of La Rochelle. He was then named governor of the territory and repelled the Duke of Buckingham's forces during the three-month Siege of just two years later. From left The entrance to the HĂŽtel de Toiras, in cheeses at an open-air market. Manuel Obadia-Wills The fortifications that Toiras initiated—and that later, SĂ©bastien Le Prestre de Vauban, one of France's greatest military engineers, ingeniously expanded—dominate shoreline and, along with the semi-ruined, namesake church, lend it a distinctively historical flavor. I hung my clothes and stowed my bags in the vast wallpapered dressing area of my room at the hotel—and set out to explore. Crossing the threshold from the cool tranquility of the Toiras lobby back into the harbor's bustle, I was immediately reminded that it was August, high season. All of my friends who were knowledgeable about the island had advised me that the best time to visit was after the rentrĂ©e, in September or October, or just before the rush, between April and June. This year, after eight weeks of mandatory quarantine, I found it oddly reassuring to be among these meandering masses. Hell may be other people, as Jean-Paul Sartre so memorably put it, but there are times when other people can be heavenly. This year, at least, I didn't want to be left alone. In ordinary times, I could see their logic, but this year, after eight weeks of mandatory quarantine, I found it oddly reassuring to be among these meandering masses. Hell may be other people, as Jean-Paul Sartre so memorably put it, but there are times when other people can be heavenly. This year, at least, I didn't want to be left alone. As it happened, being one of the two most densely populated municipalities on the Île de RĂ©, had a mandatory outdoor mask policy in effect. But the island is still very much a part of France, and this means that sometimes one must choose between being safe and being chic. I found a table at Le Belem, one of the many inviting terraces that line the inner harbor and serve up towering platters of fruits de mer, and I cracked the Rachel Cusk novel I'd been meaning to read. When I glanced up, a pair of elegantly dressed middle-aged women were standing nearby, greeting each other haltingly before carefully pulling down their face masks to double-kiss. From left A house in the town of cycling is a favorite pastime on the island, thanks to its 68 miles of bike paths. Manuel Obadia-Wills Perhaps the most noticeable physical feature of the Île de RĂ© is the pleasantly recurring motif of sun-bleached workers' cottages, with Spanish tile roofs and cheery, asparagus-green, silt-gray, or chalky-blue wooden shutters. These almost uniformly modest structures come sheathed in hollyhocks and exude a sense of understated luxury and effortless good living. Though many of the older lots were originally set aside for salt workers who labored on the island's fortifications, they now rival in price per square foot those in the tonier neighborhoods of Paris. After my satisfactorily gluttonous meal, I wandered through the maze of residential backstreets, some of them as narrow as a sofa, until I emerged at the base of the citadel. There, I found myself in near-solitude as I ascended a verdant hilltop, looking out over a series of deep folds and centuries-old, grass-covered gashes engineered by Vauban. These were really waterless moats—in some places the width of Broadway or even wider—that could be flooded in the crack of a cannon shot with the surrounding ocean water, were an invading army to become trapped in them. To anyone approaching by sea, however, they remain below the sight line. I marveled at Vauban's cunning and took the scenic route back to my hotel along that spectacular coast, its football fields of emerald-green marshland giving way to sparkling blue waves. At lunch the next day, I ate what felt like the platonic ideal of the island's ubiquitous seafood platter at a homey little restaurant called Le Tout du Cru "Everything Raw", tucked into a photogenic alleyway dominated by a shuttered old cinema. From there, I proceeded to an ice cream tasting that had been arranged for my family, but there had been a slight misunderstanding about the time of my wife and children's arrival. A sardine appetizer at the waterside restaurant Les Embruns. Manuel Obadia-Wills Xavier Cathala, the affable owner of a 50-year-old institution of artisanal glace, La MartiniĂšre, led me away from the ceaseless queues in front of his main shop—where he serves some 6,000 customers a day in high season—and into a quiet room in his patisserie next door, where I was presented with 22 heaping bowls of both classic and extravagantly conceived and executed ice creams and sorbets. "But where are your children?" Cathala laughed, gesturing at the bounty spread before us, "and your wife? We were expecting them!" I bashfully explained that they were delayed driving down from Brittany, but that it would be my burden now to dutifully pick up their slack. It was hardly a challenge. There was a crisp beer-flavored sorbet, as well as a scarlet-hued variety made from raspberries and red peppers. The ingredients are seasonal I was told that in September there is a fig option to die for and, from time to time, glace Ă  l'huĂźtre yes, oyster. If the latter sounds too outrĂ©, the vanilla, pistachio, and hazelnut staples were as rich and fragrant as anything I'd ever come across in Naples or Rome. But as Cathala was quick to point out, he makes them with less air, Ă  la française, so they are denser and colder on the tongue. On this scorching-hot day, that distinction felt like it mattered. By the time my family had settled in the next morning, I was eager to roam beyond the confines of By far the most pleasant way to do this is to take advantage of the island's incredible network of pistes cyclables, or bicycle paths—some 68 beautifully paved miles that crisscross endless acres of vineyards and salt marshes to connect the Île de RĂ©'s 10 distinctive municipalities. My friend Henri, who several years ago began trading late-night weekends in Paris for predawn wake-up calls to go surf the winter swells that crash against the island's shores, advised me to head for fashionable Les Portes-en-RĂ© in the far northwest. Some 80 percent of the landmass of the island has been preserved, with no construction allowed; there are no grand hotels clogging the beaches, no enormous villas fencing you out, no high-rises obstructing the views. Everything remains on a genuinely human scale. I'd plotted a loose itinerary that would get us there and back in about three hours. We decided to make a day of it, with lunch and a few stops at the beaches in between. Around the corner from the HĂŽtel de Toiras are several bicycle rental companies. Considering the distance we planned to cover, we picked up two electric models from YooToo, with a sporty three-wheel chariot attachment on my wife's for Saul, and a tandem seat for Marlow on mine. On the way out, we passed one of the island's signature quirks, les Ăąnes en culotte, or donkeys that roam the seaside fields outfitted in custom-made red and blue pants originally conceived to protect them from mosquitoes as they worked the salt marshes. Today, they're principally worn to provide the visiting children with something to point at in awe. Somehow, my daughter was not nearly as intrigued by this sight as I'd anticipated, so off we went to pick up the trail. One of the island's beloved donkeys. Manuel Obadia-Wills The summer pleasures we had so far experienced on this trip, while wonderful, had not been entirely dissimilar to those of other French holidays we'd had. But it was on this bike ride that the specificity of the Île de RĂ©'s charms began to hit me. Some 80 percent of the landmass of the island has been preserved, with no construction allowed; there are no grand hotels clogging the beaches, no enormous villas fencing you out, no high-rises obstructing the views. Everything remains on a genuinely human scale. As we raced across miles of vineyards, locked in sync with the hundreds of other cyclists coming and going, I had the fleeting impression that, from a God's-eye-perspective, we'd resemble nothing more than one of those ant-army highways cutting through the grass. Yet, far from making me resentful of the hordes around us, this realization left me appreciative of the fact that here, even in high season, so many human bodies could traverse such considerable distances without relying on combustion engines, and before a backdrop of unblemished natural beauty. The Île de RĂ© is said to enjoy a microclimate that leaves it with a similar amount of sunshine to the south of France, though it typically is blessed with fresher Atlantic air. We happened to visit during a heat wave, and that cool breeze evaded us as we finally parked our bikes in Ars-en-RĂ©, the area in the southwestern part of the island where the former prime minister of France, Lionel Jospin, has kept a house for years. From left A small lighthouse watches over the harbor of La MartiniĂšre, a popular ice cream shop in Manuel Obadia-Wills Every side street you turn in to in Ars is a living Pinterest post of casual French seaside chic. Waiting for our lunch reservation at the jam-packed Chez RĂ©mi, we took the opportunity for a stroll. Saul, whose love for all manner of motorized vehicles is as unwavering as it is precocious, drew my eye to a gorgeously preserved vintage Land Rover Defender, roof removed, body painted the exact same hue as the house's sage-green shutters. We popped into Marie et Angele, on Rue du Havre, a lovely and inconspicuous little vintage shop dealing in military surplus and sailing staples as well as perfectly beat-in bleues de travail, or worker's jackets, of every faded patina. My wife and I both picked out the same cream-colored long undershirts for when the weather turns autumnal. Every side street you turn in to in Ars is a living Pinterest post of casual French seaside chic. Back at Chez RĂ©mi, we ordered a quick lunch of chicken Caesar salads and Aperol Spritzes—man cannot, it turns out, live on fruits de mer alone—then cycled out to the decidedly family-friendly Plage de la Conche, at where the sand was baked with sun and the clear blue water was shallow and calm as a cool bath. When the heat became unbearable, we climbed back onto our electric caravan and toured the neighborhood of Les Portes, as Henri had suggested. It was quiet and residential in a comfortably gentrified way, without anything like the tourist volume of or even Ars. It was where we would get a place, I told Valentine, if I had an extra million or two to spare. She shushed me truth be told, I say some version of this refrain to her everywhere new that we go, though such promiscuity certainly makes it no less true and stopped to point out the wry humor in the names of the exquisite little cobblestoned streets called impasses "Impasse du Paradis" literally, dead-end of paradise; "Bout du Monde" end of the world; "SortilĂšges" sorcery!. From left A boat in sunbathing at Plage de Gros Jonc. Manuel Obadia-Wills By the time we pedaled through the vast rust- and pink-tinted salt marshes in Loix and endless vineyards, through the fortifications and back to the Toiras, even with the much appreciated aid of our electric motors, we were exhausted from the relentless sun. Before we even finished our aperitifs at O Parloir, a comfortable outdoor restaurant, it was clear that nothing short of immediate sleep for Saul and room-service Bolognese for Marlow would keep the peace. On our last full day, our foursome split along gender lines the women went hunting for gifts and antiques in the numerous well-stocked shops of and the men climbed onto the electric chariot and cycled down to the nearby Bois-Plage, where Saul and I frolicked in the water until he was beat. After a high-concept but hearty late-afternoon family lunch of deconstructed langoustines at Les Embruns, I glanced at my watch and realized it was nearly time for me to attend an oyster tasting. The delightfully hidden RĂ© OstrĂ©a nestles rows of high tables between oyster beds and the lapping shores of the Atlantic. I ordered local rosĂ© and did my best to polish off the three-point oysters and shrimp that came with it—until I realized that I was due back at the Toiras for dinner in less than three hours. The centerpiece of the hotel is a lush interior courtyard garden, with palms and white rosebushes set beside harlequin paving stones, where the heaping breakfast buffet was served daily, and where, that evening, we ate an immaculate, farm-fresh meal. As the children played in the garden and we were finishing our wine, Valentine glanced up to see that the only other diners left were a friend of a friend from Paris and her husband at the table behind us. When it comes to the artful science of vacation, the truth is that there is more than enough terrestrial heaven to go around in France—but no such thing as private knowledge. Exploring Île de RĂ© Where to Stay HĂŽtel de Toiras The opulent design of the 19 rooms at this quayside refuge in will make you feel like an aristocrat. Doubles from $447. Where to Eat Chez RĂ©mi Nab an outdoor table at this Ars-en-RĂ© institution. Prix fixe from $35. La MartiniĂšre Quite possibly the best ice cream and sorbet in France. Les Embruns High-concept riffs on the island's mainstays. Prix fixe from $14. Le Tout du Cru A standout raw seafood venue. Prix fixe from $18. O Parloir Artfully presented dishes in a vibrantly decorated space. Prix fixe from $39. RĂ© OstrĂ©a Simple beachside dining with fresh oysters. Prix fixe from $29. Le Belem Perfect people watching in the heart of 29 Quaide la PoitheviniĂšre; 33-5-46-09-56-56. Prix fixe from $16. Where to Shop Marie et Angele Vintage work wear and military surplus. 37 Rue de Havre; 33-6-62-30-14-92. Trip Planner T+L A-List advisor Kathy Stewart 800-678-1147; kathystewart can arrange a visit that includes private walking tours with a local historian and a catamaran cruise along the coast. A version of this story first appeared in the June 2021 issue of Travel + Leisure under the headline Absolutely Île de RĂ© .
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Welcome to Ile de Re a picture-perfect island off France’s western coast, also known as the jewel of the Atlantic’. This stunning UNESCO island is all about eco-tourism and protecting the diversity of its wildlife and nature. Because of this, it has a unique untouched beauty, with sandy wide beaches, ancient villages, luscious salt marshes, forests, and vineyards. All of this can be explored by bike, paddleboard, or even electric tuk-tuk! Spend a few days here enjoying the slow way of life, with all the top things to do on Ile de Re Re Island. Things to do How to visit Where to stay Best restaurants Hi, we're Nick & Hannah!We hope you're enjoying our free travel guides & tips! If so, please consider supporting our work. đŸ€— Click here Things to do, Île de RĂ©Although Ile de Re is a small island, there are many beautiful things to see and do. Most activities are nature-based; there’s a lot to learn about the environment, as well as the days is the perfect amount of time to see everything. However, beautiful sunshine, relaxation, and a traditional French atmosphere could keep you here for longer!1. SUP Through the Marshes Stand-up paddleboarding is a really great way to enjoy the nature of Ile de Re. Once you’ve mastered standing up, you can glide through the water of the beautiful marshes, seeing secret spots, and learning about the wildlife and plants that live in this ecologically diverse part of the island. The marshes are well known as the home of salt-making, and a guided SUP tour is a great way to learn more about the history of this process and the people that are a part of it. Tours normally last about 2 Visit the Island’s VillagesIt’s not just the countryside on Ile de Re that is magical – the villages are too! Make sure to stop off at a few as you travel around the island, discovering their narrow streets, stone cottages with green shutters, and charming the charming village of Ars-en-Re, one of the island’s 10 villages, known for its iconic church spire that can be seen across the island. Ars-en-Re is one of the most beautiful villages in France and it’s no surprise why, with its cobbled streets, colorful shutters, and climbing a morning here wandering its streets, drinking coffee, and enjoying a freshly baked baguette. Alternatively, for more action, there are plenty of cycling paths that lead away from the port. Its flat landscape makes it perfect for cycling and it’s the best way to see the surrounding forests, salt marshes, and something different, hire fat bikes’ bikes with huge tyres which are great for Another must-see village on your trip to Ile de Re is the stunning southern village of Sainte-Marie-de-Re, set on the coast and surrounded by vineyards. The ocean is the heart of this village, and people come from all over the island to enjoy surfing, fishing, and coastal walks along the cliffs. When you’re done enjoying the salty sea air, head into town to check out the church and the fantastic markets. No time to read now?No worries! Save on Pinterest to read it later. Save to Pinterest Saint-Martin-de-ReAt the opposite end of the island, discover the ancient village of Saint-Martin-de-Re. The most impressive characteristic of this beautiful place is the fact that it sits within a star-shaped fort. Its history and preservation are so unique that it was awarded UNESCO heritage status in the fort is one of the top things to do on Ile de Re, however, the village itself is great too! Stroll through the old streets with its narrow alleys, charming cottages, and traditional wells, stopping off at one of the many fantastic cafes and bistros. Don’t forget to climb to the top of the bell tower for panoramic views out across the village and surrounding Discover the VineyardsHave you really been to France if you don’t try the wine?! The country is known as one of the greatest wine producers in the world, and Ile de Re is no exception. The island is covered in 700 hectares of vines, so there’s plenty of wineries you can a few hours at an organic winery like Domaine Arica, run by friendly and passionate owners Marie and Simon. Here, you can try the wine, learn about grape varieties, and even discover tasting techniques and get one of their very nicely designed bottles. It’s worth visiting just for the stunning location of the estate, right at the ocean’s times They are open every day and allow visitors to try the wine for free in either the morning or early evening 11 AM – 1 PM, 5 PM – PM. Alternatively, you can book a wine workshop in the evenings to become an expert in wine! 4. Visit Ile de Re by Electric Tuk-TukThis might just be the most unusual and interesting way to see the island traveling by electric tuk-tuk! Using renewable energy is a key part of Ile de Re’s pledge to protect the incredible nature on the island, and it’s fun too! The electric tuk-tuks from Re Tuk Tuk help you to zip across the island, along small tracks, through the salt marshes, forests, and villages, and the driver has great stories about the island fact The tuk-tuks are made in Amsterdam!5. See the Salt MarshesBuy salt in France and chances are that it came from Ile de Re! The island is home to spectacular salt marshes and salt has been harvested here since the middle ages. Even better, they still farm salt using the traditional methods. We highly recommend visiting Pick Sel’, a marsh run by salt-maker Romain. He still uses artisanal methods to harvest the salt and is one of 100 Sauniers saltmakers left on the island. Back in the 19th century, there used to be over 1000! He’s passionate about his craft and will teach you everything about salt production, the differences between coarse salt and Fleur de Sel, and how the salt marsh works in time with nature. Visiting the salt marshes is easily one of the top things to do in Ile de Re!Tip if you don’t have time to visit the salt marsh itself, you can buy Romain’s products at the market of Mail de la Couarde’ on Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday, and Visit an Oyster Farm France is famous worldwide for oysters a luxury aphrodisiac which people either love or hate! Whether you want to eat them or not, learning about how they are harvested is a top thing to do on Ile de Re. To do so, visit an Oyster farm, like the one belonging to the Bouyer family, where you will learn about the three-year journey from breeding to plate!This family has farmed oysters for several generations on the Ile de Re. Katherine and David fifth generation now sell oysters in markets and restaurants all over France. However, they are still a local delicacy on the island and you can try them for yourself in the on-site Nature Reserve The Maison du FierNature and wildlife are really important to everyone on the Ile de Re. One of the best places to see birds in their natural habitat is the Nature Reserve of Lilleau des Niges. It is located in the north of the island, in the center of luscious salt marshes that are a popular place for birds to migrate managed by the Birds Protection League and in order to make it as peaceful an environment as possible, visitors aren’t allowed to walk at the center of the reserve. However, plenty of walking paths and cycle paths skirt the edge of the reserve, which is still a great way to see them!Before your walk, check out the Maison du Fier a museum about the heritage and environment of the salt marshes that are housed in an old salt shed. Opening times 10 AM – PM, PM – PM SUMMER HOURSEntry fee 4 EURTip you are given an audio guide as part of the entry price. However, you can also rent binoculars, and telescopes before starting out on the nature reserve loop. You can see prices to rent equipment here. If you want to learn even more, you can book one of the organized nature walks with a to Ile de ReIle de Re is situated just across the water from La Rochelle on the western coast of France and can be accessed by a bridge. Fast trains link from Paris to La Rochelle in just 3 hours. From here, it’s possible to take a bus or taxi across the bridge onto the island. The journey can take up to 1 a car at a local car company through Sunny Cars. When booking through them, all insurances are included. Book your rental car if you’re driving to Ile de Re, be aware that you’ll need to pay to cross the bridge. This can cost up to 16 EUR in the high season but 80% of this money is an eco-tax which goes towards preserving the island’s natural beauty. Well worth paying!Getting AroundOnce you’re on Ile de Re, abandon the car and walk or bike everywhere! This is the most peaceful way of seeing the island and the best way of experiencing its nature. If you want to cover more distance, we highly recommend hiring an electric bike. Hire your bikes hereWhere to Stay CampsitesThe natural wonders of Ile de Re have made it a firm favorite for campers. Because of this, there are campsites all over the island, which are the most popular and cheapest places to don’t have to bring your sleeping bag and tent though; there are also slightly more comfortable options. For example, the wooden cabins at Campsite Huttopia, Ile de Re. Here you can enjoy nature from your cabin, in an amazing location between the ocean, vineyards, and forests. Best Places to Eat, Ile de ReFrance is famous for its delicious cuisine! Ile de Re is no exception and you can find delicious bistros, cafes, and bakeries all over the island. It’s also a hub for markets, where you can buy locally made fresh produce. Everything listed below has vegetarian options Q SalĂ©sLa Cabine de Bain incredible food!Cafe de la PlageA Cote de Chez FredLa Plaga on the beach This article is a collaboration with and Nouvelle-Aquitaine Regional Tourism you know that 
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legosunqueen· 28/07/2022 17:33. The Ile de Re & St Martin are gorgeous, you'll have a wonderful time. There's an amazing ice cream place on the quayside, a nice beach, plus all the villages on the island are characterful & there are lots of beaches & markets. The aquarium at La Rochelle is great too.

Small enough to drive from one end to the other in around 30 minutes, Ile de RĂ© has an intimacy that’s alluring but never leaves you feeling restricted. Despite its size, the landscape appears to unfold for miles. Expect fields of flowers, vineyards, salt marshes and the most glorious coastline plus the prettiest little villages. It’s what makes this island a favourite with the French. Take a look at the best things to do in Ile de RĂ© Cycling on the Ile de RĂ© Ile de RĂ© is connected to the mainland by a bridge which was completed in 1988. This hasn’t affected the charm of the White island’ at all though at peak visiting times, it can be busy driving over the bridge. Cycling is a favourite pastime on the island. No wonder, it’s pretty much completely flat. It takes around 2 hours to go from one end to the other, a lovely ride. There are more than 60 miles of signposted cycle paths which wind through vineyards and fields. And with the same number of sunshine hours as the south of France, cycling is the best way to see the best bits of this pretty little island. It’s easy to hire a bike on the island with loads of outlets in the towns. Saint-Martin de RĂ© Saint-Martin-de-RĂ© is the main town on the island, the mini capital of Ile de RĂ©. This is where you’ll find some of the best restaurants, bistros, bars, and ice cream shops. The town is protected by Vauban-built fortressed walls. It spreads out around an almost impossibly gorgeous waterfront. Saint-Martin is also a World Heritage site. In the 1670s, Louis XIV’s French military engineer Vauban, was commissioned to overhaul the island’s defences. The fortifications now have UNESCO heritage status. Climb the bell tower of the church for a panoramic view over the roofs of the terracotta-roofed houses. You may well spot donkeys dressed in stripy trousers, a local tradition. It’s a hangover from the days when mosquitoes were a problem – they’re not now but hey, who doesn’t love a donkey in a pair of trousers! Take a Tuk-tuk ride New to the Ile de RĂ© and utterly brilliant fun, tuk rides can now be booked in La Flotte, Le Bois-Plage, La Couarde and Saint Martin de RĂ©. It’s the genius idea of a local, Christophe Sebille. His fleet of environmentally friendly, 100% electric tuk tuks are the most fun way to take a tour. You can even get picked up from your holiday accommodation and dropped off in town or back at your pickup point. The great thing about a Tuk tour is that they can access all areas. So, you get to see the tiny oyster shacks that cars can’t reach. The local drivers can show you the secret places, the salt marshes and off the beaten track. Book at the tourist office or through Salt marshes You can’t really do anything at the salt marshes but it’s fascinating to see how the salt that flavours our dishes is produced. On the island they’ve been producing it since the middle ages. Fleur de sel salt is famous in France but it was hardly known outside of the Ile de RĂ© 20 years ago. People saw it on TV on programmes like MasterChef and wanted to buy it. Now, fleur de sel is revered. It costs several times what the originally salt costs as production is much more time consuming. Production depends on terroir, the strange French word that’s untranslatable into English but includes the climate, the land and more. Fleur de sel needs the right conditions – especially wind and sun. The crystals are much finer than ordinary salt. The process of making it is totally organic and around 1kg of fleur de sel produced for every 10kg of ordinary. I loved the salt honesty boxes you can find by the salt marshes. It makes for a perfect not heavy souvenir of your visit. Boat ride You’re on an island, it’s de rigeur to take a boat ride surely! And there’s plenty of choice from speed boat rides to inter island cruises, fishing trips and yachting. Boat rides can be booked at Saint-Martin, Ars, La Flotte and Portes-en-RĂ© details on Ile de RĂ© Tourist Office website, bottom of this post. Ice ice baby – ice cream heaven If you’re an ice cream fan, then La MartiniĂšre on the quay in Saint-Martin de RĂ© will truly float your boat. But take my advice, don’t go for the oyster ice cream or potato flavour ice cream leave those to the tourists – they’re not for savvy visitors of taste like you. Try the frozen macarons, the mouth-watering lollies or your favourite flavour ice cream. It’s very moreish but sitting on the edge of the port with a sweet treat = perfect! Shopping Head to St Martin de RĂ© if you like to shop, beware they are irresistible! There are some shops which are high end with price tags to match, but they’re not all like that. I came home with clothes and knick knacks I just couldn’t leave behind and they weren’t expensive. Seaside chic at its very best. Relax on the beach There are seemingly endless stretches of silky golden sand surrounding Ile de RĂ©. More popular beaches like Le Bois-Plage-en-RĂ© can be busy but if you want to relax and chill in privacy, there are loads more quieter beaches such as La Couarde-sur-Mur or La Noue. Take a picnic, and spend the day staring out over the Atlantic, listening to the waves and just feeling the moment Ars-en-RĂ© Pretty as a picture postcard, Ars-en-RĂ© at the far end of the island is classified as one of the “Plus Beaux Villages de France”. It has a sleepy village vibe in the centre of the town which gets progressively livelier as you head towards the coast. The village is best known for the pointy black and white bell tower of its church which was used as a point of reference for ships. Fabulous little bars and restaurants, galleries and shops and the prettiest little streets make this a must-see. La Flotte Another “plus beaux village” on Ile de RĂ©, La Flotte is officially one of the prettiest villages in France. A tiny harbour town that well worth stopping off for a wander and to discover the lovely coffee shops and bistros, shops and art galleries. Don’t, whatever you do, miss the market, it really is fantastically pretty with a great atmosphere. When to go to Ile de Re Best months to go as far as I am concerned are May, June, September. It gets packed in summer but if you go then, head north for quieter parts of the island. My favourite time is early June before the crowds. At this time, the island smells of honeysuckle full bloom, fields of poppies light up the countryside, hollyhocks create splashes of colour in almost every street, figs are ripening and roses drip from walls and window boxes
 More information Top ten things to do in La Rochelle Where to eat out in La Rochelle – the places the locals love Fun things to do for the family in La Rochelle Ile de RĂ© Tourist Office and for more information on what to do in Charente and Charente-Maritime

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