The day evapourates like Breton midsummer mizzle. Gone before it has a chance to dampen the ground.
Firefly, and her four person family crew, depart at slack water. To await the arrival of wind, at anchor, in the Iles de Glenan. Parents, still bubbling with enthusiasm for their six year old boat. Children, happily engrossed in their crabbing.
No sooner has the Pogo departed, than a very familiar Jeanneau secures in 'her' spot. Shearwater, Stargazer's forty four foot near neighbour, at home, in Chatham.
It is mid afternoon before I make it ashore. For a stroll around the harbour and on out to the point, to exercise my legs.
Watching the stream of boats heading into the Odet for Saturday night. Crew ages, generally, a generation, or two, younger than those of us making up the midweek crowd.
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