Today is a day for brisk walks along the sands.
The breeze is too light, for passage making sailing.
Instead, open vistas, viewed from ashore, beckon.
From the sands and from the cliff path.
Serendipity lent a helping hand to our cruise yesterday. When Stargazer was becalmed, she had been making for Dielette. A somewhat utilitarian port, overlooked by Flamanville nuclear power station. It is well placed for a passage through the Raz Blanchard (Alderney Race). I now realise that the tides work just as well from Cartaret. After a succession of bustling city ports, the change of tempo, moored in this sylvian setting, is a welcome embellishment.
Egrets stalk silently in the shadow of the grassy banks. . . .
. . . . and Stargazer reclines, supported by a mirror image of herself, on mercury still waters.
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