Dandelion 86

 

"The smaller the boat, the bigger the adventure." The saying goes.

Moulin Blanc teems with folk, bent on proving the truth of the adage.

A fleet of picturesque twenty foot, gaff rigged, long keel, cat boats (a 'pole' mast, up in the bows. No foresail. No shrouds.) is moored ahead of Stargazer.

Astern is a bermudan rigged cat boat, of a similar size. Sailing with a crew of four. Round from Loctudy, her skipper tells me. Chest thrown out, a mischievous. twinkle in his eye.

"Through the Raz de Sein?" I marvel. "No. By road!" comes the reply. Amid guffaws of laughter and billows of cheroot smoke.

"We come each year, to join the Parade of Sail, in the Fete Maritime de Brest."

As have many other small, traditional, coastal craft. From as far afield as Ireland.