Bono

Closer to our anchorage than Auray was the village of Bono. Before we put the dinghy away on Wednesday morning, we decided to take a short trip up the other leg of the river to see what Bono was like. There’s not much to Bono but it does have an iron suspension bridge and a small drying harbour. After walking up the hill we found some pleasant cafés and a general store, which allowed us to stock up with some wine. Internet access was available but sadly, it seemed, only if you had a French telephone account.

Having enjoyed lunch in the sunshine back on board BV, we lifted the anchor and drifted down river under genoa taking advantage of the last of the ebb tide. The plan was to be off Locmariaquer, near the entrance, just as the tide started to flood so that we could use it to push us into and around the eastern passages of the Morbihan. We hoped to find a new anchorage for the night, sheltered from the brisk NE wind, and ideally alongside one of the two public islands so that we could go ashore in the morning.