This huge outcrop of rock (along with the Maures Massif which is cut into by the Golfe of St Tropez) is some of the oldest stone in France. It is red volcanic proyphry, which turns beautiful colours in different angles of sunlight, pushed up before the Alps were created and worn away over millennia into amazing shapes.
Until 1964 the forest here was pine and cork oak, but that year there was a disastrous fire. Reforestation has been very difficult, and now the area is covered in characteristic Provencal maquis, a tangle of thorn and herbs
This is the Ile d'Or in the foreground, with a conspicuous tower on it. Behind is the eastern edge of Cap de Drammont, with a signal station on top. Although we saw small local boats going between the two, we wouldn't attempt it.
Just beyond the Cap is the large bay known as Rade d'Agay. Several friends had praised this anchorage; Gus and Joan of Celebration had kindly emailed us to say the summer's paid-for buoys weren't in place when they passed through, and we couldn't see any. We might have stopped, but a strong south-westerly is forecast, and the Rade is not safe in that sort of wind.