Stargazer races in, along the channel, the flood beneath her. Broad reaching fast, in a south westerly sea breeze. I furl the jib.The better to pick out the plethora of markers and to reconcile what I see with what is on the chart.
This morning we left Concarneau. The north easterly night breeze still blowing.
Wafting Stargazer gently out of the bay. A full day ahead of us, only thirty miles to cover and a maximum of zero point three knots of tide offshore. In short: without a care in the world.
Free to sniff out the shifts and lifts in the thermally driven breeze. The Iles de Glenans slipping by to starboard.
The craggy mainland shore to port.
By midday, Stargazer lies almost motionless on a glassy sea. Pen Duick VI, on a reciprocal course, a few hundred metres off her beam. Our north east breeze has run into the first breaths of the south westerly sea breeze.
As soon as Stargazer regains steerage way, she gybes inshore. Where the ripples are most marked. Suggesting that is where the best of the building breeze is to be found.
Soon she is under way, once more. Broad reaching instead of beating.
The isle of Groix is out on the horizon.
An IMOCA glides out to greet us.
As Stargazer takes a short cut into the Lorient deep water approaches.
A diminutive, gaff rigged, dayboat dances by.
To port, the beaches of the Kernevel shore. . . . .
. . . . . .give way to the water front town itself.
Stargazer drops sail at the mouth of port Kernevel. Inside the sand spit, beneath square set castle walls.
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