


Friday 3 Septemeber
Joinville to Camaret via Evette
Ship on Fire
We took off from Ile de Yeu will toothgrindingly light winds in the wrong direction. Could have been worse, but we did have to put the engine on and plough through the waves again. Snork Maiden does her very best in these conditions – no slamming of the waves on the bow, but it is enervating. In the cockpit things are not too bad. With the spray hood up it’s pretty cozy, and the night was not cold. It’s clear, with a perfect sunset and all the stars visible. Al and I take turns to be on watch, and we use the autopilot a lot for steering. Inside the boat things are quite different, and although we are only travelling at around 4-5 Knots (a slow run) it feels like a cross between a galloping horse and a freight train on a poor track. It’s noisy (the engine is a 20 horsepower diesel – a real workhorse taking over 4 tonnes of boat and us through the night. Only possible to sleep when you’re really tired, but that’s quite soon.
I have the midnight to 4am watch. The last-quarter gibbous moon rises at around 0100. Although I have seen this many times, I’m still taken aback by it. Imagine looking into the night, straining to see other yachts with their faint navigation lights, often hidden in the swell. Also the lighthouses – there are several, far away on Belle Ile, Groix, Glenans. I see – what – a red tower – or is it? No, it’s triangular – a yacht on fire? A red sail? It is the first horn of the moon, just appearing above the horizon. A sight I had never seen until I sailed. It’s a quiet night – hardly any other ships – a couple making for the Loire and Al was surprised by a yacht – ghostly sails coming out of the dark. It seems obvious that any white triangular shape out here will be a yacht – but they really do take you off guard, slipping by so quietly.
The morning came – by now I was thoroughly irritated by the motoring – and with it a pod of dolphins. I called Al who’d just gone to bed after 0400 – 0800 watch. He swore he would never look at another dolphin after working on the film for Natural World (“Dolphins of Shark Bay”) but he relented. I broke my own rule and filmed them and we had them with us for around 20 minutes until they saw (or heard) a fishing boat and took off. It’s so good to see them – never get used to it no matter how often we see them.
OK – we are now in Camaret – next how we had a very gentle time in the Raz de Sein and how we decide to take the Chenal du Four (the ‘oven’ – probably because it can cook your goose!)



