After a few wonderful days with Isabelle's famly we are now back in the river, on the boat. We've got some smaller projects to do on the boat, and then we will make another liitle trip inland to Isabelle's cousin who runs a creperie at one of the many canals crossing Bretagne.
More to follow, I've just uploaded a some new footage to the Gallery.
After the looong day we had yesterday, we slept like logs this morning. In fact, I woke up to an impressive thunderstorm, only to be more than happy to turn over to the other side and go back to sleep.
The heavy rain that followed the thunder, last until 2PM. Isabelle, by now very eager to see her parents, wanted to do so asap, To not lose more time than necessary, we moved 3,5 miles up river to the town of La Roche-Bernard, where we took a mooring in the marina. Isabelle called her parents, who will drive here from Nantes tomorrow to see the boat. Then we will go with them to Nantes for a few days
One has to leave at high tide, needless to say, so we woke up at 5 AM to the alarm on my cell phone, and in the first daylight at 6 we where already under way. Slowly motoring in a drizzling rain and a light fog. Everything went fine through the channel this time, and soon enough we where in rhum sea again.
Not much wind today either, so we ended up motoring all day long. This far on the voyage, we have either had headwind or no wind at all, but we expect this to change once we turn south over the Bay of Biscay.
The plan was to go to the *Isle d'Houat' (The Duck Island) today but since the forecast mention NW wind tonight we changed our plans and continued to the river 'La Vilaine' (The Evil) instead. This meant motoring five hours more over a dead calm Sea. After noon the sky cleared though, and it was sunny and very warm the rest of the day. After entering the River Estuary (at high tide, mind you) and going a ew miles up river we arrived to the town of Arzal where there is a lock and a dam, so the rest of the river upstream is calm and tide-less. The construction was made in the 60-ies to put an end to the regular floodings that gave the river it's name.
After passing the lock at 8PM, we anchored at the first spot we found, quite close to the town.
We headed here to meet friends of ours, another french-Swedish couple that we got to know last winter in Falsterbo, Sweden.
Le Pouldu is a small, drying port in the estuary of *La Laita' rivier. Our friend had talked to the harbourmaster and been told that it should work for us given our draft of 1,6 meters to enter at high tide +/- 1 Hour. So we did.
The channel is narrow, as it turned out, very narrow. At one point, we happened to touch the fine sand bottom and with the last of the tide from behind got stuck. Lucky enough a small, local fishing vessel arrived after a few minutes and helped us off this sand bar. After some discussion in the very tiny port we were directed to a mooring along a long rope between a number of bouys, where the depth shoud be enough even at low tide.
As it later turned out, the few boats our size that actually made it into the port, all had pilotage from the locals, since the sand bars move once in a while. No harm done though, except maybe some antifouling paint lost underneath *Röde Orm's' sturdy full keel.
the estuary and teh little town of Pouldu is beautiful, and we had a wonder ful time here, thanks to Annika and Michel and some of there friends and neighbours. There's quite a bit of new footage in the Gallery from here.
Everything has it's time, and after letting a cold front (yes, another one) pass by, we left early one morning.
07/30/2009, N 47, 44 W 03,57
After two lazy days in Loctudy with fish and 'Fruits de la Mèr' for every meal it was time for a new surrounding again.
At 'Pleine Mèr' , high tide, we motored in slooow pace the 10 miles to the Iles de Glenans in a sunny but still chilly summer afternoon. We had a very light following breeze, but since the charging regulator for the solar panels 'gave up' a week ago, the need to charge the hous batteries called for the engine to be run for a couple of hours.
Les Iles, are low, sandy islands, islets and rocks and the shallow water between them has an almost emerald green colour that is quite exotic. Still just around 15 degrees (60 F) in the water mind you, therefore not too many adults swimming.
These islands are famous for the sailing school, where practically all of the French racing sailors have learned the basics as young. Eric Tabarly for instance who were here during several summers before joining the navy and becoming a professional racer. Talking about Tabarly, there is a museum in Lorient started by his widow.
we spent a few hours walking around here, as shown by a number of pictures in the Photo Gallery. A very inspiring place, and one where yoou would only anchor over night in settled weather. Presently it looks as if the high pressure will stay around for a few days at least.