Yachting's Favourite Playground

Monaco blends elegant marinas, hillside architecture, and polished waterfront promenades, all set against the striking backdrop of the Mediterranean.

Cap Ferrat is arguably Europe’s most sumptuous strip of land. It’s easily its most wealthy, with a spread of French châteaux and Italianate palazzi that can be seen from miles out at sea. The peninsula punches into the Mediterranean in a succession of six secluded bays. Each one is ringed by tropical trees and blessed with a powdering of sand.
‘Le Cap’ encloses the Cote d’Azur’s most magnificent natural harbour, the Rade de Villefranche. As well as guaranteeing calm seas, it shelters astounding dive sites and several Michelin-starred restaurants. Moor up in this Riviera playground and nothing is more than a five-minute tender ride away.

Eze is a veritable eagle’s nest. Known as a village perché, or perched village, it balances above Cap Ferrat like a Disney-esque redoubt. The panorama from its pavement cafés runs from St Tropez to San Remo. Superyachts moor below in the resort of Eze-sur-Mer. A summer playground of European royalty, visitors may frequent its fine dining beach clubs wearing nothing but Vilebrequin shorts. The surrounding roads around Eze have formed the backdrop for many a feature film. In the Hitchcock classic, To Catch A Thief, Grace Kelly rode point with Cary Grant as the pair corkscrewed down to Monaco. Bond film Goldeneye pitched Pierce Brosnan’s vintage DB-5 against Russian assailant Xenia Onatopp's Ferrari 355GTSs.

Locals call it ‘Nissa la Bella’. The beautiful city drew its wealth from the beautiful people a century ago, as Tsar Nicholas and Pablo Picasso came to play. Artist Henri Matisse painted its flower markets and pavement cafés. His Matisse Museum makes a pleasant change from the beach: although Nice does boast 300 days of sun per year.
The city revels in its polyglot past. Greeks named it ‘Nike’ after their victory God. Italians left the colourful Old Town that endures to this day. Its cosmopolitan cuisine blends Niçois olives with pesto and tarama. Indeed, little Nice holds more Michelin stars than France’s second city, Marseille.

Antibes’ coastline blends clear turquoise waters, rocky coves, and sandy stretches, with elegant beach clubs and scenic views along Cap d’Antibes.

A mile from Cannes, the two Lérins Islands boast subtropical fauna onshore and a marine paradise just off of it. It’s not only a car-free status that keeps the islands pristine. Ile Ste-Marguerite and Ile St-Honorat are served only by a limited ferry service from the mainland, so one of the few ways to visit is by superyacht. The Man in the Iron Mask was allegedly incarcerated on Ile Ste-Marguerite a few centuries before. Rotten luck for him, as the island is ringed by snorkelling spots, eucalyptus groves and private coves. On neighbouring Ile St-Honorat the sole establishment is La Tonnelle, a restaurant as exclusive as it is sublime.

Cannes sits along calm, crystal-clear Mediterranean waters with soft sandy beaches, sheltered bays, and elegant promenades. Just offshore, the Îles de Lérins offer pine-fringed coves, tranquil anchorages, and a serene contrast to the lively coastline.

In 1882, artist Paul Signac sailed his yacht Olympia into St Tropez. He found a living canvas ablaze with colours, characters and countless cafés, but it was Brigitte Bardot who tempted hedonists, not artists, down to the sun. The young sex symbol was a breathless advertisement for the resort in her 1956 movie "And God Created Woman", shimmying suggestively through the nightclubs of St Tropez.
The scene is similarly liberal 50 years on. The Vieux Port establishments that served Bardot and Alain Delon now attract the likes of George Clooney and Keith Richards. Other areas of town are wildly hedonistic, most notably Plage de Pampelonne.

The Eden-like islands of Porquerolles and Port-Cros are among the sunniest places in all France. Each combines Bahama-blue water with Thai-style golden sand. Better still, both islands bask in National Park status. Each is unspoilt, car-free and – after the odd ferry returns to the mainland – totally tourist-free.

Porquerolles is a gentle weave of green hills, stone forts and white sand shores. Imagine St Lucia or Dominica with added rosé. Indeed, the island has its own 34-hectare vineyard, Domaine de l'Ile. Bottles can be sampled at the domain itself or at l'Olivier, the single Michelin-starred Mediterranean restaurant on Porquerolles’ southern tip.

Tiny Port-Cros is feral and untamed. Some 35km of walking and jogging tracks wind through its Mediterranean forest wilderness. A series of undersea snorkelling trails lead out across deserted bays.

Welcome to the most hedonistic beach in the world. At beach clubs like Club 55, ordering merely a single magnum of Deutz is frowned up. However spraying it over your dining guests is considered de rigueur.
Plage Pampelonne has attracted fun-lovers for five decades. Brigitte Bardot and Alain Delon cavorted in the golden sands. Paris Hilton and Keith Richards are current fans. Licentiousness continues along the 5km sands. Champagne corks pop faster than a Ferrari on the coast road from Sainte Maxime. But be aware of Tahiti Plage – it’s 100% nude.

Natural beauty, year-round sunshine, turquoise blue waters and a Mediterranean climate. From the palm-lined Promenade des Anglais alive with pavement cafés to the atmospheric old town bustling with flower markets. Nice is the unofficial capital of the Côte d’Azur, an enchanting seaside city buzzing with Riviera glam.