Dandelion 12

 

A welter, of salt spray, sweeps all bar the hardiest of anglers, from the Dieppe harbour mole. As thirty knots, of southwesterly wind, whips the sea into a seething confusion.

Beneath the chapel on the chalk bluff.

The sun beams from an incongruously dark sky. As last night's showers flee before the wind.

I take the opportunity to wash my warm sailing layers. In the hope that the breeze will back southerly, and drop by ten to fifteen knots, tomorrow, as forecast.

Stargazer's only companion, on the visitors' pontoons, a sturdy displacement motor yacht, out of Basel, on the Swiss Rhine. Also bound southwest.