A rather disturbed night. The mooring buoy we were attached
to would normally sit a few feet away from the boat, but decided it would sit
against the hull and knock gently to ensure the inhabitants were kept awake; well me anyway. I tried to ignore it for a while and then got dressed and went on deck. Put the deck floodlight on (recently fixed) and rigged it so the buoy was suspended from the bow roller sufficiently away from the hull to prevent the tapping. Problem solved, back to bed for an otherwise undisturbed night.
Up as usual with the sound of David putting the kettle on for tea. We fall into a routine very quickly.
Today we would do some leisurely sailing around le Rade de Brest, an enormous expanse of water forming the natural harbour. This is very protected from the weather with flat water and good winds.
We dropped the lines from the mooring buoy and set off with the wind on the port beam. There were huge numbers of yachts on the water streaming out of Brest, many I am sure heading for Camaret so going the other way. We sailed right up to Brest
Up as usual with the sound of David putting the kettle on for tea. We fall into a routine very quickly.
Today we would do some leisurely sailing around le Rade de Brest, an enormous expanse of water forming the natural harbour. This is very protected from the weather with flat water and good winds.
We dropped the lines from the mooring buoy and set off with the wind on the port beam. There were huge numbers of yachts on the water streaming out of Brest, many I am sure heading for Camaret so going the other way. We sailed right up to Brest
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