Plage du Nau tucks into the northern edge of Le Pouliguen, where the town's Belle Époque villas step down to a crescent of fine sand facing the Bay of La Baule. The beach unfolds in a gentle arc, sheltered by stone breakwaters that tame the Atlantic swell and create a lagoon-like zone perfect for confident swimmers and hesitant paddlers alike. Brightly colored cabanas dot the upper beach, and the promenade hums with the low chatter of locals pushing strollers and retirees claiming their favorite benches.
“This is the locals' alternative to glitzy La Baule—intimate, sheltered, and backed by a working seaside town rather than resort towers.”
Person walking on a sand spit
Unlike the grand, hotel-lined sweep of La Baule just around the point, Plage du Nau feels decidedly neighborhood: you'll share the sand with Pouliguen families who've summered here for generations, their rituals as predictable as the tide tables. The beach faces west, so late afternoon transforms the water into hammered gold, and the sky over the Guérande Peninsula ignites in shades of apricot and lilac. Low tide exposes ribbons of firm sand and shallow pools where children crouch with nets, hunting for shrimp.
The esplanade delivers everything a town beach should: ice cream stands, a carousel that creaks to life at four o'clock, and brasseries where you can order moules-frites without changing out of your swimsuit. It's unpretentious, supremely functional, and exactly where you want to be when the sun hangs low and the evening breeze carries the briny perfume of exposed seaweed and warm sand.