An autumnal sun casts a golden glow across the Cherbourg quaysides. Leaves pearls of dew glowing on Stargazer's decks well into a still morning. The season marches imperceptibly, but inexorably, onward.
Fishermen tend to their nets before the grand waterfront facade.
In town. . . .
. . . .masks are now mandatory on the streets.
Tomorrow, the wind is forecast to blow once more. Fifteen to twenty knots from the north west. A tail wind to carry us east, on a fair morning tide. Bound for the Pointe de Barfleur. Like the season, Stargazer marches onward.
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