Dandelion 44

 

Stargazer sweeps past the Port Louis Citadel. Riding a gurgling flood tide, the afternoon sea breeze at her back.

Rounding up, off the beach, to drop sail and rig lines.

A veil, of what the Cornish refer to as 'mizzle,' shrouded Stargazer's departure, from Concarneau.

Yesterday's purchase pressed into early action, on deck.

These grey clouds do contain a silver lining. In the form of a ten knot breeze, on the beam.

The day is warm. The sun fighting valiantly, to burn its way through the nebulous canopy.

Off Doelan it succeeds.

A pod of, hobby horsing, porpoises overtake. Bent on a mission. With no time to play, today.

Stargazer stands on. Making a stately five knots. With a little help from the Lorient flood.

We take our 'side-door' route in.

 Eyeball to eyeball with the beach resorts. Which crowd down to the craggy shore.