Dandelion 57

 

Impact looks certain, from Stargazer's deck. As we broad reach between the middle columns of the Ile de Re bridge.

In point of fact, we are using the south bound shipping channel (not having sighted a ship all day). Which has a clearance of thirty meters. 

Stargazer's mast requires only half that. We pass unscathed.

An hour after first light, this morning, Stargazer sailed from Les Sables.

Hoisting her cruising chute, in seven knots of northerly breeze. To make a sedate three knots, over the residual swell (from the south westerly blow).

Within two hours, we are hard on the wind, making between six and seven knots. In ten knots of southerly breeze. With a fair tide running.

Sea mist engulfs us. As we spear between the mainland shore and the Ile de Re. Out of which emerges a ghostly square rigger, under full sail. On a reciprocal course.

The breeze builds, through the morning. Veering north, through west. Treating Stargazer, and her skipper, to swift, easy, reaching conditions. 

Through the Ile de Re bridge, we gybe behind a ship. Which is entering the La Pallice docks, fully laden, a tug at her tail. Pilot boats hurtle hither and thither.

Tranquility returns, as Stargazer stands into a scene worthy of a film set. Fairy tale towers rise from looking glass seas. Tumultuous black skies boil, theatrically, overhead. La Rochelle casts its spell over us.