Lezardrieux to Treguier

The mist lingered.  Visibility, however, had improved so at 1130 Tuesday morning we set off from our mooring on the Trieux, and motored out of the river.  The sun was putting in a little effort and we fully expected the fog to lift.  Some cormorants were sunning their wings on the pink rocks as we passed La Croix (Sweetie!) and a fishing boat overtook us and promptly vanished in the suddenly thicker fog.  We plugged on.  No wind, so no sailing.  Chris enjoyed the opportunity to play with, oops, I mean use the radar and George (the autohelm) skillfully guided by the GPS steered us to each waypoint.

About two hours into the voyage the swell had increased, in combination with thick fog this was a strange sensation, as the horizon would suddenly leap skywards from out of the mist with each new wave.  The buoys loomed mysteriously out of the mist as George beeped to indicate the next waypoint was approaching.  Fortunately, as we came into the approach for the Treguier River we were able to make out the port and starboard markers sufficiently well to eyeball our way in.

We noticed more of what we assume to be fish farms along the river, which was quite similar in landscape to the Trieux.  It was near to low water so we were careful to follow the channel accurately.  The pilots had recommended arriving at slack water because the tidal stream which runs under the pontoons can be strong mid tide.  Some even suggest berthing only at slack high water  but we braved it and were successfully moored in a very empty marina by 1630.