Port Herlin |
After enjoying Le Palais for a couple of days we
slipped away mid-afternoon of Saturday 1 September. With settled weather we
went in search of a deserted anchorage on the south coast of Belle Isle. We had
a great sail around the island with a smaller French Sunfast yacht racing us en-route,
making sure we stayed on top of our sail trimming, and then decided to anchor
in Port Herlin for the night. We had the spot to ourselves until half way
through our morning swim when word had clearly got out about how much we were
enjoying this peaceful location and a motorboat turned up and anchored next to
us. It’s funny how often, with a whole bay in which to anchor, arriving boats
choose to anchor close. Not really a major problem, just intriguing; as though
we had magically selected the only possible area where an anchor would hold.
It didn’t affect our routine though. Under a warm
sun we swam, read, drank coffee (hot chocolate after the swim) and nibbled on
pieces of Breton Far. Idyllic lazing around – and that was just the morning!
After tackling a well-stocked cheeseboard, some pâté
Moles-hunting territory |
and nice wine for lunch,
it was time for another swim. But this time with purpose as we’d spotted some
big fat moules on the rocks. So it was on with a facemask and snorkel and half
an hour later the next task was cleaning up a kilo of freshly harvested
Atlantic moules. Lazing about on a yacht at anchor is fantastic. So much so
that we decided that we’d stay another night.
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