A lone Classe Mini slips back into Les Sables d'Olonne. After an early morning foray, courtesy of the Vent Nocturne.
Barely a zephyr remains. But such is the cloud of canvas set by the diminutive craft. . . .
. . . that she glides back to her berth without resort to engine. Her skipper sat down to leeward, milking every last ounce of power from the fading breeze.
By the time that Stargazer's skipper re emerges from the shadows of La Chaume, a warm-from-the-oven breakfast baguette in hand. . . .
. . . .a small convoy has formed. Of Mini Atlantique (see Ad Lib 93) competitors. Tempted out for a spot of boat on boat testing.
Before the heat of the mid morning sun stuns the wind.
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