Three nights on Belle Ile.
Communications have been somewhat interrupted by
the refusal of our satphone to work. This is due to an oversight on my part, so
there's no one I can obviously blame for the problem.
We left Port Louis on Wednesday 1 September - an
auspicious day to begin a trip, we thought. It was a very agreeable broad reach
over to Belle Ile en Mer - 20 miles to the southeast. We decided to eschew the
cosmopolitan pleasures of Sauzon in favour of a very wild but beautiful
anchorage on the west coast (pictures to follow). Barely the width of three
Summer Songs, it was a challenge even to turn around let alone anchor, but we
managed with the leisurely swell crashing on rocks just 25 metres from us. I
din;t sleep much.
We were rewarded in the morning with the dawning of
a beautiful warm day, and set off to explore the island. We walked the 5 miles
to Sauzon, peering over the cliff edge into tiny isolated beaches below.
Swimming is harder because the water is colder here - just 15 degrees. And there
are some fairly dazed looking jellyfish bobbing at intervals. It's worth it,
Sauzon is a really sweet little fishing port with
three harbours, one inside the next inside the next - like Russian dolls. It
also dries lmost completely. So, last night we were obliged to pick up a visitor
morring in the deeper water outside the mole, which is exposed to a very gentle,
but irritating rolling swell from the north east. Nonetheless, we slept better
than we would have done at anchor.
Marina (my mother in law) came out to meet is in
Belle Ile yesterday, and we've been floating about for the last day. We had a
really good seafood meal in Sauzon last night, featuring incredibly fresh
mackerel, sardine and whitebait, washed down with a good Sancerre. It's now hard
to even imagine getting up in the morning to go and work for someone. We're both
considering taking up a life of gentle crime to fund endless cruising. If you
receive an email from us offering you Nigerian millions in exchange for a £1000
banking fee, it's sure to be 100% genuine...
No lobster yet, Tim. Keep watching this space,
though - would a langoustine do instead?!