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Port du Foleux

A watch, underpants (to much information?) and shorts, yesterday afternoon. 25 + C (77 F) was all I needed while sailing barefoot on a day more like high summer than mid spring, sailing on the river Vilaine, one of the cleanest rivers in Europe.IMG_9812

I’d been painting during the morning, unable to celebrate Passover last night, I decided such a beautiful day deserves celebrating so did so in my own nautical way.IMG_9817
Rather than divide the waters as my ancestor Moses did, I took us, my boat, a Wayfarer, ‘E V’ and I, sailing to a light SW breeze under an azure sky.
Just enough breeze to have me often fully hiked out, at times over powered, spilling the mainsail.
I chose to sail east, where the river, about 250 m (yards) wide meanders through extensive mash lands, reminding me of my long past adolescence, sailing a hired, engineless yacht on the Norfolk Broads.
Tragic, my trailer lights would not work so no time for a beer in the restaurant jardin, de rigg and head for my nearby home.IMG_9819
In those days I sailed with a ‘mate’, yesterday I sailed alone, like to join me next time?