All our arrangements for our return to UK are in hand. The crew who are taking the boat back will arrive at the the end of the month. We have booked an hotel for the last few days so the crew can acquaint themselves with the Albertine.
We are still enjoying Laredo though and on 27th August it was a very calm sunny day so we went out in the rib in search of the caves by the Faro del Caballo, a tiny lighthouse we had passed on our way from Santander. It was low water springs so we were able to go right into one of the caves.
The colours were wonderful and the sea so clear you could see right down to the seabed and all the shoals of fish.
By midday the wind had increased and the swell picked up so we made a hasty retreat back to the marina.
We spent the last few days sorting out and cleaning the boat in between our beach walks and swimming.
We moved into the hotel on 31st August and handed the boat over as the crew arrived. It was good having a few days to relax before the trip into Santander on 3rd September and our ferry back to Portsmouth. We were met by Jan and Trevor who had seen us off from Warsash 15 weeks earlier.
What a fantastic time we have had; new experiences, meeting new people and visiting so many new places. Albertine was successfully returned to the River Hamble on Â 8th September, five days after leaving Laredo.
Life continues with the normal round of beach walks, swimming, shopping etc. The thunder storms seem to have given up and we have had some good hot days and nights. You get used to the heat and what was very hot for us to start with now seems to be normal. On 14th August we caught the bus to Noja just along the coast where there are peculiar rock formations in the sea.
It was almost low springs when we arrived and was incredible to see the rocks emerge from the sea. There is a lovely long sandy beach which we walked along for three hours in full sun and then fell into the nearest bar on our return to the town!
Saturday 18th August and Laredo is buzzing. Gig rowing races on the sea which we watched while beach walking. It was also the day of the Kettle contest where about 200 groups cook up a Bonita stew out in the open at the fishermanâs quay next to the marina. They started setting up their gazebos about 09.00 with BBQâs and dustbins full of sangria and produced the stew which was then judged. Didnât find out who won, it just seemed complete chaos but everyone was enjoying themselves. The music was going until well after midnight.
There was also a rock concert on the seafront which we went to, didnât stay too long, not really our scene. The following day dawned nice and peaceful so a good long walk on the beach and a swim. In the evening in the church, St Petersburg Capella group performed in homage to Fernando Saez who was a painter! The church was packed and it was very good. The Russians must have been in town because the next night there was a Russian Ballet company performing Russian dances and all this entertainment for free.
21st August we set off early by bus to Santander to pick up a hire car. We drove along the North coast to A Coruna to see where we were hoping to get to on the boat. The drive was good with mountains on one side and the sea on the other.
We arrived mid afternoon and had a long walk by the cliffs passed Torre de Hercules and into town and to view the marinas.
The cliff side was stunning but we were a bit disappointed with the town and wouldnât want to stay long in any of the marinas.
The next day we drove to Santiago de Compostela and went to the Cathedral square which was full of pilgrims, some chanting and singing, some having walked a long way.
There are several routes all across Europe, one going through Laredo and we often see them trudging along the beach. It was quite moving being with them all in the square. We had a quick look around the old town and then set off for Vigo. The Ria de Vigo was beautiful as we approached from the hills but once again the marinas werenât that great.
We took a ferry over to Cangas on the other side of the Ria where Jan & Trevor had spent some time. The town was lovely but the summer trade with the fun fairs and masses of visitors spoilt it slightly. Back to Vigo we walked back to our hotel through the old town with its narrow streets and tall buildings and a street cafe on every corner. Although we enjoyed visiting these places we didnât feel âif onlyâ and are very content with Laredo. We travelled back via LeÃ³n across huge plains with fields full of wheat, maise and sunflowers.
After returning the car to Santander we had a walk around the city before returning to Laredo by bus. When we arrived back Laredo was buzzing with a huge market as itâs the Batalla de Flores (Battle of the Flowers). Fifteen entries concoct a theme and the floats are decorated with individual flower heads.
They work through the night so that they are as fresh as possible and at 17.30 the parade begins. This year was the 109th one, so itâs been going for some time.
After the parade the floats are judged and then all night there is music from live bands. At midnight there was a huge firework display which we were able to watch from the boat as it was set up on the marina wall, very convenient.
The last band stopped playing at 03.30 – we didnât wait up!
We have settled to our static life now with trips to the beach, shops and long walks. Maintenance continues on board and we are now officially trippers as weâve bought beach chairs so we can sit on the beach without sand blowing in our faces as it does when lying on towels. We have decided to get a delivery crew to take the boat back to UK and that has all been arranged.
We are still buying lovely fish from the market but instead of the shop filleting it Iâm doing it myself as I get far more fish off the bone.
We watched the fishing boats taking their nets off the boat the other day and then the women came down and sat mending them under their parasols.
2nd August.Â We have befriended one of the marina staff, Luis, who is working here for the holidays. He has arranged a trip to a Bodegas (winery) for us as his girlfriend lives in LogroÃ±o, capital of the Rioja region. He picked us up in his friends car to drive the 1 1/2 hours to Badaran and the David Moreno Bodegas. Needless to say borrowed cars arenât always that reliable and this one kept loosing power going up hill; we had to go up through the mountains! So we arrived too late for the tour although they did allow us in to look around by ourselves and of course the obligatory tasting at the end.
We were very impressed with the wine and I bought some for Jonâs birthday. We were directed by the staff at the Bodegas to a place for lunch in the village. You see in films people going into a bar and then being ushered into âthe back roomâ, it was just like that and the walls of this back room were lined with old wine bottles from many of the Rioja Bodegas.
Luis ordered for us and we ate typical small village Spanish food. Bean stew to start with followed by a lamb stew and stuffed pimentos, lovely. All washed down with a bottle of Rioja.
The plateau where the vineyards are is huge and all you see are vines, I donât think Iâve ever seen so many.
We then went off to LogroÃ±o where I had booked a hotel for the night. After a well earned siesta and shower we met up with Luis and his girlfriend Pillar who, at 22.00 were going to show us the town! We went for Pintxos in the street of the Elephant so called because there is a picture of an elephant on the wall at the beginning of the street!
The place was heaving; we went from bar to bar having a glass of wine and a pintxos in each one. It was quite an experience but very much a young persons venue. We excused ourselves at midnight and I think the others were also pleased to be going home! The following day we had a wander around the old town by ourselves. Itâs a lovely town with a large church in the centre and some lovely shops.
The buildings are very tall and the streets narrow. The heat was overpowering and by midday we had to find shade and a cool drink. Luis picked us up from the hotel at 14.30 and we set off for another slow trip back to Laredo, this time because of the traffic.
The weather has definitely changed for the better, no thunderstorms for a while now. When itâs hot at midday we spend the time on the boat with all hatches and portholes open and we also have a wind scoop which is great. Late afternoon we go to the beach for several swims to cool down.
7th August. Jonâs 70th birthday. We were up early to catch the bus into Santander and then another one to Potes and onto Fuente De in the Pico De Europa Mountains where I had booked a hotel for the night. Spanish transport isnât notorious for its punctuality but we should have 3/4 hour in Santander, plenty of time! Not. The bus from Laredo to Santander was very late and so we missed the only bus to Potes! The only viable solution was to jump in a taxi, which we did and had a very comfortable drive to Potes with running commentary all the way, if a little more expensive than anticipated! We had been to Potes before so didnât need to look around. We had lunch Â and then caught the bus to Fuenta De and our hotel at the base of a 1000m mountain face. We were already at 1070m and the scenery was magnificent. We couldnât see the top as the cloud was down but it didnât deter from the wonder of the place.
The cable car to the top went right over the hotel and was extremely high. Being frightened of heights we decided not to go up and anyway you wouldnât be able to see anything. The hotel had many lounges and in the evening we enjoyed a bottle of fizz in one of them looking down the valley, before a lovely meal in the restaurant.
The following day was crystal clear and the view of the mountains from our room was breathtaking.
After breakfast we decided to walk up to a waterfall we had seen the day before. Everywhere you walk is uphill and very steep and with arthritic knees screaming we had to stay on the lower slopes. The mind is willing but the body not! With the changing position of the sun you see different things all the time and I was lucky enough to spot a vultures nest with a fledgling flapping its wings. There are many nests in holes in the mountain and it was lovely to see the adult birds soaring around.
I would have loved to have gone to the top of the mountain where the cable car goes and only later did we learn that you could get a 4×4 up there!
It was a lovely birthday, one that Jon said he would remember for a long time. We did the return journey back to Laredo by bus, and guess what, the bus was late!
I would like to say that life has settled into a routine of beach walking, swimming and general mooching about, however the weather has been so awful that some days we donât even venture out of the boat itâs so wet. We have had some good days and have rigged a Bimini over the cockpit so we can eat outside at lunchtime. When itâs good weather we do a beach walk early morning before the sun gets too hot, along with loads of other people, it seems to be the thing to do. Maybe we could join the beach walkers club! As we are staying put now and the shops are close by we donât have to do a big shop anymore which is great. We watched the England football match while having a meal in town, nearly every cafe had a screen outside. After England scored the first goal we cheered much to the frowns from the Spanish. We kept very quiet after that, not that there was anything to cheer about!
One day we walked up through the old town to have a look at the old church and then onto the hill beside the marina.
There are lovely views from the top. Most sunny days seem to end with a thunder storm and lots of rain.
On Saturday evening there was a Â Mass at the fishermenâs quay for departed fishermen. We joined in but of course couldnât understand a word of it. There were bands and choirs and a statue of the Virgin Mary surrounded by flowers was carried onto one of the fishing boats. The boats were decorated overall and adorned with flowers. A small fleet then went out into the bay to scatter floral tributes.
We went into town for a meal at El Tunel Restaurant which was very good. Jon had scrambled eggs, chips and black pudding, their idea of scrambled eggs is fried and then slightly cut up! He said it was good. I had a goats cheese salad which came with Iberian ham, walnuts, raisins and a delicious dressing. We both had ice cream for dessert and coffee. A really good meal and all for â¬33 including drinks!
18th July. Walked along the 4.5km beach to a point where you can get a ferry to SantoÃ±a which we did and had a look around the town, the harbour and the fish quay which is quite large and obviously one the main industries. Anchovies being the main fish, every other shop sells anchovies in one form or another.
Between the harbour and the fish quay is a structure which looks like the bow of a large boat with walkways on the top and a restaurant at the front where we stopped for lunch. We had fresh anchovies in oil and vinegar with fresh grated garlic, delicious. All this food will be making us fatter!
The paddle boarders were weâre out in force.
We caught the bus back to be able to see something of the surrounding countryside. Once back at the boat we entertained the couple from the boat next door who came from the Hamble and are on their way to the Caribbean
19th July we caught the bus to Ramales de la Victoria to visit the Covalanes caves. From Ramales you can get a taxi to the caves but we walked the 2km, an hour later we arrived, very hot with aching legs.
The scenery was spectacular but very steep. We had booked our tickets on line and only 7 people and the guide are allowed in at any one time. Itâs a 45 minute tour in the 110m cave where there are some amazing cave drawings. The walk back down was much easier and it had clouded over which helped. We saw many vultures soaring over the mountains and as we were up so high we could see them quite clearly with binos. A good day out.
Yesterday it poured all day so we were confined to the boat. Late evening it cleared slightly so we went out for a meal to escape the boat but we had an awful meal and very expensive. We then went into the old town where âLaredo Ye Yeâ is on! Three days of celebrating the 60âs and 70âs when the town became a popular holiday destination! Bands set up in one of the squares but of course nothing starts until very late and us oldies are tired by then!
Left Bilbao on 1st July about 09.30 for Laredo, calm sea and hardly any swell. It was a bit overcast but the visibility was good.
The scenery gets more and more magnificent with the hills and mountains higher and higher. Passing one high mountain I saw 2 eagles flying over the ridge, beautiful birds.
We passed another Victoria 34, Verity, not a member of the association, based in La Roche Bernard, France, who came across to say hello. They later joined the VSA after going on the association web site.
Arrived in the new marina at Laredo about 14.00 which was surprisingly empty for July. As soon as we arrived the heavens opened with thunder and lightning which lasted most of the afternoon but it did clear up in the evening.
We had heavy rain and storms overnight but the morning broke to full sun so we were able to explore the area.
We went through a tunnel under La Atalaya, a high hill near the marina.
It goes through to what was the old harbour but never completed, way before EU money!
3rd July we were up early to go to Santander but the forecast wasnât good so we went for a long walk on the beach which stretches about 4.5k of lovely clean sand to El Puntal where there is a ferry across the river to Santona. There are anchorages in the river but it does get very shallow in places.
In the evening we ventured out into the old town looking for somewhere to eat. There are many bars and restaurants serving mainly Pintxes but no proper meals so we went into the main town and ate at one of the many places, sat on the street watching the world go by.
4th July was very overcast and storms expected so we had a washing day at the laundry where we were able to get everything done and dried. Once back at the boat the storms set in for the rest of the day. So much for coming south for good weather. It poured most of the night with a leak forming over the bed so I slept with a towel over me, life is such fun on board! At least the sun was shining when we woke up and we were able to get things dry. After another shop the rain started again. Before we left home I made some canvas covers to put over the boat during winter, so we rigged one of those up over the front of the boat in the hopes of keeping the rain out. It also means we can leave the hatch open to let air in. It worked!
6th July was slightly overcast but we decided to set off for Santander after refuelling.
Passed Faro de Caballo which you can access via 600+ steps down the side of the mountain. The light winds and swell soon picked up and it was quite uncomfortable.
Itâs a wide entrance to the river and the marina is quite a way up the river passed the town and ferry port. We were met and directed to a berth which was quite a way from the facilities so a long walk for showers etc. There are no shops here so itâs a very long walk or a bus into Santander for everything including bread. Itâs right alongside the airport so you get a good view of the planes taking off and landing, in spite of that it wasnât too noisy and they donât fly at night. We are wondering where all the good weather is, we could do with a few good days to enable us to get further along the coast without the swell.
7th July- Change of Plan! We discussed what are plans are and whether we should continue to the Rias. The next leg is a long one with little escape routes and the swell doesnât seem to be decreasing, it was also taking over our enjoyment of the here and now. So weâve decided to stay on the north coast which is lovely and go back to Laredo which we liked, and make that our base.
Having made that decision we set off by bus into Santander to have a look around. Did the obligatory open topped bus and checked with the tourist office about getting to Picos de Europa National Park. It will be good to see something different than the sea. We hopped off the bus at the Palace de la Magdalena which looks fantastic from the sea, right on the point as you enter the harbour.
The position is spectacular but we were rather disappointed as itâs just a big tourist trap.
The following day we caught the early bus into Santander and then another one to Potes in the Picos de Europa, a journey of 2 1/2 hours through the most spectacular mountain scenery with snow on the high peaks. We saw eagles and vultures on the ridges. The road was very narrow with gorges on one side and sheer cliffs on the other.
Potes was a very busy town full of tourists but very nice. Lots of places to eat and drink which you needed in the heat.
The weather seems to have changed for the better.
Cider seems to be the local drink so we tried a bottle Â which came with an impressive siphon.
We covered most of Â the town in the six hours we had there and then enjoyed the trip back. It was a long day but very worth while.
We only stayed three nights in Santander as we werenât impressed with the marina, it was quite dirty and out on a limb. So on 10th July we sailed back to Laredo where we were met and ushered into the berth we had left three days ago. We booked in for a month and made enquirers about over wintering.
The marina is lovely and clean with views of the surrounding hills and mountains in the distance. There are lovely sandy beaches next to the marina, the shops are very close and it has easy access to UK.
The marina staff are very friendly and come to say hola every day. After a lovely swim we had a good meal in the sun on board and settled down to enjoy the rest of our holiday in this lovely place.
Light winds that soon picked up as did the swell and by the time we were approaching Bilbao Port it was gusting F6. By the time we arrived at Getxo marina, which is about an hour from the harbour entrance, the wind and swell had died down and we went straight onto the outside of the visitors pontoon with lovely views of the rolling hills and a large open stretch of water.
We had heard that this was an unfriendly marina and that there was lots of wash on the pontoon, we found neither. The staff couldnât have been more helpful and very little wash. We stayed a week, mainly because we were waiting for a high to arrive and also because we liked the place. There was lots to do and the shops werenât too far away, you get used to doing a lot of walking living on board, thereâs no alternative!
We went to see Vizcaya Bridge, a transporter bridge over the river taking pedestrians and vehicles on a gondola suspended from a very high structure over the river.
We also had a day in Bilbao travelling on the metro into the city. Bilbao is set in a valley so no mater where you look you can see the hills. We went to the Guggenheim museum which is amazing, the architecture is incredible, not a straight line anywhere on the building.
We had Pintxos for lunch and then a trip on the open topped tour bus to see more of the city. We then ate out at one of the many restaurants by the marina which are ok. We havenât quite adjusted to the Spanish way of life yet. They seem to have their main meal about 13.30, that goes on a long time and just a snack in the evening.
The washing machine and dryer are free at the marina so were able to do everything. Our shower pump had given up so I took it to pieces and replaced the few bits that could be replaced and it worked! Although we havenât used it yet, being in a marina, once we start anchoring we will definitely need it. The Queen Elizabeth came in one day, she towers over everything. The local bus company was doing a roaring trade.
For the first time we have been plagued with mosquitos at night so have had to go into the anti mosi routine of putting the nets up before six and shutting all other windows before putting on lights. We also have an electric mosquito killer which we have on at night. It seems to be working and my bites are clearing up!
The beach is only a short distance from the marina so we have taken advantage of that to cool off in the sea.
When we came back Jon dived under the boat, knife between his teeth, to look at the prop. Actually it wasnât quite like that, it was more like…. no I wonât go into that. Ages ago we thought we had something round the prop and we could see what we thought was seaweed which turned out to be a thick plastic tape. Jon was able to free it quite easily. Â Weâve had some very hot sunny days which have ended up with thunderstorms.
We left Capbreton in France on 20th June on a bright sunny morning with no wind. The entrance was very different with hardly any swell.
The mist set in for a little while but not too bad and the sun soon burnt it off. We came across two very large trees floating in the water which were longer than the boat.
The shoreline is littered with them, not sure if theyâve been blown across the Atlantic or have come out of local rivers. The visibility cleared and we could see the Pyrenees in the distance, which looked magnificent. As we closed to the Spanish coast the change in landscape was dramatic, gone were the sandy beaches and replaced by rugged cliffs and high mountains dropping down to the sea, interspersed with harbours large and small and a few sandy coves. We motor sailed all day and arrived in Zumaya, Spain about 17.30.
Sorted out, showered and celebrated our arrival in Spain with a bottle of fizz. Our initial view of Zumaya was that it was a bit stark although we have lovely views of the surrounding hills as well as the town opposite the marina.
Mid Summers Day. Today we took the train to San SebastiÃ¡n, the capital of the area.
Like most cities it has everything to offer and we were able to get a Spanish SIMS card. The âinâ food here is Pintxes, which is small filled rolls or open sandwiches or small bits of all kinds of delicious food. You just help yourself to what you want and pay at the end, how they keep track of what you have I donât know as nothing is written down! And of course it all has to be washed down with a glass of vino. On the way back to Zumaya we stopped off at Zarautz where Jon holidayed with his family when he was about 13.
Surprisingly he couldnât find the hotel where they stayed and thought it had changed somewhat! Once back in Zumaya we had a walk through the town which is lovely, we totally changed our minds about the place, certainly the staff in the marina are friendly and very helpful.
22nd June, another domestic day, Jon did the washing while Â I cleaned through the boat and then we shopped. After spending nearly a month in France I had just about mastered the supermarkets and what things were called, I now have to get used to Spanish, the shop took so long! In the afternoon we walked over to Flysch Cliffs and beach which everyone said we must visit.
Itâs where part of Kingâs of Thrones was filmed and the rock strata is amazing.
On Saturday 16th June we set off at 07.00 for Arcachon, this part of the trip has to be done at the weekend as thereâs a firing range you have to pass through, itâs also a long leg. Getting out of the Gironde and past Pointe De Grave took us longer than expected, we thought we would have some tide assist but didnât. Then itâs just a very long leg down to Arcachon past one long sandy beach.
Coming into Arcachon by Cap Ferret was very interesting as there are many sand banks which change frequently. One of the main problems is that they have put new port and starboard marks in but the old ones, that are marked on the chart, are still there! You donât know youâre in the wrong place until youâre in breaking water! However we did get through and into the marina and onto the visitors pontoon about 20.30. Reflection, food, bed!
We later learnt that you should call Cap Ferret Semaphore tower for the latest update! At the entrance there is a huge sand dune which was covered with hundreds of people practicing hang gliding Â and next to that, hang gliders over the cliffs by the dozens. I didnât take photos, we were in breaking water at the time!
The following day we did the other half of the trip through the ranges down to Capbreton. We followed a French boat out of Arcachon hoping he knew the way, it later transpired it was his first time there as well although we did get out safely and not through breaking water. Another day of sandy beaches where the world surfing championships used to be held. At least we thought that getting into Capbreton would be straightforward, wrong!
Just outside the entrance is an underwater cavern of 100+m going up to 6m which causes a big swell in the Â narrow entrance. You just have to go for it but once in the channel going up to the marina the tide is going about 5kns, the marina entrance is ahead and you somehow have to slow down, as you get to the entrance there is a very strong counter flow which stops you dead. It was all very exciting and we tied up safely on the visitors pontoon. The marina is lovely and open, so nice views and has a calm feeling about it. The visitors berth is by the fishing fleet but they didnât disturb us and it was interesting watching them come and go. The fish market is also by the fleet and the fish looked delicious.
Monday 18th June and we are staying put for a couple of days. Our first day in port is always the same, cleaning, shopping and general tidying up. I also cut Jonâs hair which was very long, he was looking a real scruff bag. The showers are interesting here, theyâre by the fish market and are shared with the fishermen! Eau de Peche comes to mind! There are good showers and bad ones and then there are just showers, these were the latter.
19th June and an exploring day. We hired electric bikes, I havenât been on a bike for over 20 years so was a bit reluctant. However I loved it, we cycled along the coast and then inland slightly and round a lake and back. Itâs quite flat here and there are cycle tracks everywhere so youâre not contending with the traffic. We ate out at one of the many restaurants along the front, it was good with friendly staff and very efficient.
We departed Port Joinville, after a quick visit to the Boulangerie, about 09.00 with light winds from SE under main and motor. By mid morning the wind picked up and we were able to sail, hurray! The sun came out and it was beautiful. We entered Sablon DâOlonne, filled up with fuel and were allocated a berth. This is where the Vondee Globe race starts from so it all looked a bit familiar having seen it on TV. Itâs a large marina with nice wide fairways, easy for manoeuvring. The area around the marina with bars and restaurants all looked a bit pre-season so we ate on board and the rain set in again.
The next morning looked a bit stormy but no wind so we set off for La Rochelle, with wind on the nose and very light. No sailing again although we did put the stay sail out to steady the boat against the Atlantic swell. The wind changed to NW and we were able to pull out the headsail, the sun came out and it was very warm. We had a very easy trip passing between Ile De Re and the mainland and under the 38m high Pont De Re connecting the island and the mainland.
We arrived about 16.00 onto the hammerhead of the visitors pontoon and checked in with the HM for a berth for 3 nights as there is supposed to be some heavy weather coming in. The marina is huge and so are many of the boats, we feel quite dwarfed.
11th June saw a change in the weather, rain, heavy cloud and wind. I sorted out all my clothes, putting away my warmer ones and bringing lighter ones to the fore, hence the weather! The royal we did some maintenance! When we were away in 2006 our hinges started to break and we had problems finding the correct ones which we never did. We found ones that nearly fit but are slightly too deep so every time I replace one I have to cut a bit away on the wood. Once again we shopped and and replaced gaz which all seem to be a long way from the marina. However we are only paying 21 Euro a night!
12th June – we walked into the old town which is charming.
There are many more marinas in the town with some gigantic yachts, as well as having the fast rib on the back one had a car on the upper deck, and that yacht came from Glasgow.
We did a tour round the town and stopped for at a beautiful French cafe for lunch with colourful paintings on the walls and ceiling and huge great light fittings. Itâs a copy of a Parisien cafe by the same name, Cafe De la Paix.
We caught the bus de mer back to the marina after buying a French sims card for my Wi-fi dongle.
13th June – we had intended to stay another day but looking at the forecast it seemed ok so off we set at 07.30, round the outside of Ile DâOleron. The depth was much shallower than we expected, all borne out by the pictures in the marina office at Royan. As we entered the Garonne River we were doing 8.7kns and had to watch we didnât get swept past the entrance to the marina. There arenât many visitors places in Royan, itâs mainly on one long pontoon but not rafted up at this time of the year.
14th June – this morning we walked up to the market which is a fantastic domed structure looking a bit like the O2 arena in London but made of concrete.
The fish and cheese were amazing but so expensive, as is all the food in France. Royan is quite a modern town mainly because we bombed it to bits during the war. We also visited the Roman Catholic Church which is also made of concrete and the most amazing church I have ever seen. Impossible to describe. When they were rebuilding the town they started with the market and the church both very futuristic and of concrete.
15th June – woke to a very wet day and when it wasnât raining it was misty. We were going to visit some caves today but stayed close to the boat instead. We filled up with fuel and discussed the route down to Arcachon tomorrow which will be a long day sail. We had a walk late afternoon around the coast which is littered with little sandy coves amongst granite cliffs.
We came upon a cluster of fishing huts with their nets strung out, I would have liked to see them in use. There was also a memorial to the Royal Marines who canoed up to Bordeaux to attack the German Navy. âThe Cockleshell Heroâsâ.
Back to the boat and consumed a delicious flounder bought in the market.
On 2nd June we left Camaret out through the rocks at
about 09.00 and put the main up! Only the second time itâs been up since leaving UK, needless to say the wind was almost on the nose and so we motor sailed. We had to be at Raz de Sein by 13.30, slack water, so we had more than enough time and in fact did arrive early but as the winds were light we were fine with hardly a ripple on the water,past La Plate west cardinal, La Vieille light and Pointe du Raz lookout tower on the shore. Across the bay to Pointe Penmarch where we were joined by about a dozen dolphins all playing around the boat, what a magical sight. Into the OâDet river and onto the last spot on the visitors pontoon at St Marine at about 20.30 and ready for a meal on deck.Â We stayed for two nights there catching up on bits and pieces and having a good walk to the Pointe De Combrit at the entrance to the river. A chap came in behind us who had just sailed single handed from Antigua, he obviously missed conversation as he just didnât stop. Neither could he sit still, he was on the go all the time. We ate at La Misaine, a creperie overlooking the water, which was very good. We are very much into boat life now, the days pass and we havenât done a thing!
Monday 4th June we set off at 08.00, filled up with fuel, and headed for Port Louie near Lorient. Â The winds once again were light so we motor sailed until the wind set in and we sailed with no engine for a whole hour!! It was so peaceful with the engine off. Arrived at Port Louie just as the tide began to flood and a berth was found for us and help with our ropes, what a change. We were surprised how crowded it was, maybe the word has got round thatâs itâs a nice quiet place and cheap.
5th June – We have now been out two weeks, seems much longer. Â Today is a milestone as our next port of call will be the furthest south we’ve sailed, weâre heading for Le Torballe. You have to get permission to enter the harbour here as itâs a busy fishing port. Not too much room for visitors but enough at this time of the year. I can imagine in the height of the season it would be very cramped all squeezed into a three sided space.Â Shopped, ate, bed.
Slipped at 08.30, murky weather, light winds from NNW. Another day at sea, watching the sea. Couldnât see the coast as it was too misty but as we went past St Nazaire there were loads of very big ships waiting to go into port and we had to keep a good lookout as we crossed the approach channel.
Arrived Port Joinville on Ile Dâyeu at 15.30 and straight into a finger berth. We booked in for three nights, what bliss, not having to go to sea tomorrow! Maybe I can get some washing and cleaning done, what joy. Â This place looks more Spanish than French and is obviously a big tourist area with a helipad nearby and ferries by the dozen. The island is very low lying with Moorish style houses. Â What a lovely island, we bused and walked our way around the whole island.
Walked along golden sandy beaches lined with pine woods and along rugged cliffs
and into tiny fishing harbours, it was so tranquil.
We also came across artists who had set up their easels by the Les Corbeaux Lighthouse each picking a different view, we stopped to talk to them asking if they were part of the French Painting Challenge!
We even managed a dip in the ocean, finding a secluded stop where we swam in our undies! A very good stopover.