Praying Mantis arms extended, the strange flat bottomed craft, of the oyster fishery lie in wait.
In the shoal waters, above the high white arc of the bridge arch.
Where the riviere Crac'h weaves its way between wrack covered promontries, beneath darkly wooded banks, and birdsong echoes.
To seaward, after resting over the Quatorze holiday, the breeze is back. Blowing from the west. Stargazer's current general direction of travel.
Fortunately, this coast is so indented and harbours so frequent, that Stargazer should either be able to find a slant; or to shorten her rhumb line distance (to offset zig-zag tacking) to her next ports. To achieve a series of carefree day sails.
That is the theory! Tomorrow Stargazer plans to put it to the test.
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