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18 May 2017
Current Position
48 46 91N
003 02 63W
We were not sorry to leave Saint Quay. It was only 12 miles to Paimpol, in a straight line but there was no wind. So we motored sailed. Paimpol has a lock and we needed to be in by 1.30 at the very latest as the whole of the approach dries out. So because of this time constraint we decided not to play around with the cruising chute. Just as well as a couple of hours after our arrival what we saw shocked both of us. The photo will explain all. The approach in was quite challenging. Lots of rocks and although we were on the entrance channel leading line, we couldn't see any channel markers and at one point I was convinced we were going to beach Stiletto. Almost at the last minute a red post appeared and we turned sharp right to pick up the red and green markers showing us the way in. I called up the lock master who said the gates were opening and in we went. No hanging about. I had fendered up Stiletto both sides and had ropes at the ready but didn't need any (ropes) as from the top of the quay down the wall to the lock floor are fixed ropes that you literally hold onto while the level changes. Easy peasy. We went into Basin No.2 where the harbour master greeted us by pointing to a visitors berth at the bottom of the ramp that led to his office and the loos and showers. Perfect. Paimpol grew up around the deep-water Icelandic and Newfoundland cod industry. Until 1935, topsail schooners and ketches put out to sea from here in spring to spend the summer line-fishing in the sub-Artic. They returned in Autumn with holds full of salt fish . Today it is a small port, busy in a quiet sort of way, with a small marina and a picturesque water front. We had a wander around and liked what we saw. The next day was going to be horrid with rain all day so we hit the local Carrefour ( I left my shopping trolley by the check out) and bought some essentials, found the boulangerie for pastries and a French stick and the boucherie for fresh meat. I get so fed up with packaged meat and it was so nice to have the butcher cut off two beautiful pork chops from a joint and mince some beef fresh for us. We also bought some "interesting" looking sausages. All then wrapped in paper which meant I wasn't filling my small rubbish bin with copious amounts of plastic packaging when I got back aboard. The weather forecast was absolutely spot on and the next day it rained all day long, so we just hunkered down and caught up with emails, updated my blog and read. All of this made possible by the best WiFi signal ever. Yeeeha!!. The rain finally stopped so next morning we did a walking tour of the town, did some people watching over a coffee and at last, after lots of discussion and searching, Andreas found the ideal sized crab/lobster pot in the local chandlery and bought it. It fits perfectly on the transom and he is a very happy chappy. Now all we need is the perfect spot to drop it and hopefully catch a meal. We leave tomorrow for the River Trieux.
Song for this post: I can't stand the rain by Tina Turner
Thought for this post: It's only rain not bombs falling out of the sky.
Highlight for this post : My school girl French, the aid of a phrase book and some sign language got us all that we needed from the chandlery to catch crab and lobster !!
Vessel Name: Stiletto
Vessel Make/Model: Bavaria 33 Cruiser
Hailing Port: Gosport, UK
Crew: Andreas Giles & Jane Paulson
We have been sailing together for 18 years and have owned Stiletto for 16 of them. We have exhausted the Solent and the UK South Coast and all the other usual passages: West Country, France, Channel Islands etc. that are available from our home port of Gosport. [...]