A fast moving front rolls through. Bringing a damp start to the day.
An incongruous ensemble, of walking boots, beach shorts and long anorak, is required to negotiate the path. Which leads to the village. The trees providing a natural umbrella, as I fetch a fresh breakfast baguette.
By afternoon, Stargazer's barometer is on the rise . The breeze veering westerly, once more.
Prompting thoughts that a passage, through the Raz de Sein, may be possible tomorrow.
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