A weather window allowed us to descend from Camaret round the corner of Finisterre to South Brittany.
Visiting Port-la-Forêt (breton : Porzh ar Forest) not only offered shelter from the low pressure due to arrive overnight but also the chance to meet up with friends, albeit almost stymied by the port closure for the end of the Tour du Finisterre regatta – fortunately by the time we were told to leave (they’d allegedly already turned dozens of boats away) we’d already persuaded a regatta participant to allow us to raft up inside them. (Yes, our Ovni 395 looked a little out of place amongst all those race boats!)

Eventually we were free to enjoy the generous hospitality of friends in their wonderful pastoral retreat, affording children the opportunity to run free in acres of space with a freedom increasingly rarely available.

Our first baignade of the summer followed the passage of the low that had swept through.
Now it’s either onto Concarneau or just waiting for conditions to improve to allow us to cross Biscay.