Dandelion 28

 

Waiting for the tide. The Whit bank holiday weekend, in prospect. Time in hand, to delight in the cool squelch, of moist harbour sand, between freshly unshod toes.

Stargazer too is waiting for her tide. The mainsail repair, quick though it was, has put us out of phase, with the daylight hours west-bound flow.

And, truth to tell, at around this five hundred mile mark, a desire, to spend a week mooching ashore, generally overtakes her skipper. As it has these past few days. Today though, the urge, to make passage, has returned.

Winds, however, are light, Moored craft study their reflections, as the Canal de Batz refills.

Its watery maze of crags, beacons, cardinal marks and withies, slowly submerging.

As three to five knots, of current, courses eastward, between Roscoff and the Ile de Batz.

By Monday, the morning tide flows west. The forecast, for the moment, a favourable north easterly. Suitable for a cruising chute to be carried.