La Hirondelle 4

 

Oppies (Optimist dinghies), expertly handled by their youthful helms, career about the harbour. Riding the gusts, which spill down from its walls, with aplomb. Reading the tell tale ripples on the water.

In truth, Stargazer is moored in a wind raked spot. Out on the far end of the visitors' pontoon. On arrival, it was our only choice. The inner fingers loosely lashed, into a raft, awaiting attachment to the main walkway. Today, a crew are busily bolting them in place. Ready for summer's arrivals. 

It is Stargazer's first visit to Le Havre. As I find my bearings (a good baguette shop and a source of fresh fruit and vegetables,) the clouds clear from around St Joseph's head. And I realise that this morning, for the first time since leaving Chatham, I have not felt a need to run the cabin heater.