A patch of blue sky appears above the pointing finger of the Cap Frehel lighthouse. We've broad reached East on a making tide through the mizzle of the morning.
Now Stargazer scuds inshore under clearing skies - towards the shape of a surfacing dragon. The black saw toothed tail lies extended towards us. Its emerald green body away from us. Just as the Belgian crew on the beach at Men Alan described.
We round the tail and creep in under tawny cliffs, streaked yellow with lichen - a wary eye on the depth gauge. Stargazer is beam on to wind and swell, rolling heavily as she reaches along under jib only.
A tree lined bay opens to windward. Stargazer rounds up. I furl the jib and rattle down the anchor.
We lie still, surrounded by birdsong and the musical lapping of water in the evening sun.
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Location:France
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