Room for one more in front and I am not joking!

There was no wind for the 10 mile hop over to Ile de Groix, we had deliberately chosen quiet weather for our first visit as, reportedly, it can be subject to swell. In the outer harbour are three rows of trots, the harbour rib directed us through a gap in the front row of boats the size of a postage stamp to raft on the back row. By the time dusk fell there were 22 yachts stretching across the harbour on the back row and the same again on the front row. We were jam packed in like sardines in a tin, which was a lot of fun on a calm night.

Fellow OCC members from S/V Ruffian stopped to say hello and came by later for a sundowner. Next day we convened ashore and hired bicycles to go exploring. The weather was beautiful, Ian & Fiona had remembered to bring lunch and kindly shared it after our plan to pick up lunch failed. Groix is not over developed in this respect which added to our enjoyment but could have left us hungry. I know Colin would not have persuaded me to cycle the whole island in one day but I thoroughly enjoyed myself even though by the end of the day my dodgy toe was playing up.

Miraculously the toe was perfectly ok to take a trip over to Ruffian that evening where we had another fabulous evening and were introduced to Canned Duck Thighs, delicious and noted to go in the ships stores