Part V- Sailing L’Aberwrach to Cabernet-sur-Mer… Man overboard!

We leave L’Aberwrach early the next morning,  for what Mike described, in his pre-trip internet briefing notes,  as a “5-hour flume ride through the Chenal de Four”,   (whatever that means)    Not to be confused with tomorrow’s, much scarier-sounding “10-hour slog through the Rez de Seine”.     The weather off the rugged Atlantic coast of… Read More Part V- Sailing L’Aberwrach to Cabernet-sur-Mer… Man overboard!

France at last, Dublin to Concarneau, part iv, L’Aberwrach.

The Channel crossing over, sailing from Plymouth, a naval town in SW England over to Brittany,  was long, cold, and grim, shrouded in fog and darkness.    Most of our time through the night is spent scanning the radar, anxious to avoid a collision with one of the many massive tankers cruising through the dark. Even… Read More France at last, Dublin to Concarneau, part iv, L’Aberwrach.