We picked Stuart up whilst briefly tied up on the fuel quay in the bustling seaside town of St Raphael, the first of the offspring to gather for first mate’s birthday celebrations. We then had a gentle sail and mid sea swim en route to St Tropez.  Managed to get a place in the crowded harbour & enjoyed the opulence of this most famous Riviera resort amongst the super yachts & super-rich.  Despite being a playground for the excessively well-heeled, the town retains a charm that makes it special.

The old port with some of the local lateen sail boats

A game of boules in the lovely main square