Concarneau 

At last!  A decent start to the morning.  When we woke, there was some blue sky and the chateau looked even more impressive with its lawn sweeping down to the waterfront.  A couple of other yachts had already left their overnight mooring and we finally cast off at 10.45.  By the time we reached the marina in Benodet the sun was shining and there was a good breeze from the right direction.  We hoisted the sails as we left the estuary and I took the helm.

It was Friday June 2nd and someone somewhere had finally realised that it should be summer.  We had a light north westerly pushing us along and beautiful blue skies.  Many other yachts were out enjoying the sunshine and without the motor on it was safe to try out the "Joka" fishing line.  Nearly an hour later, having rounded a southerly cardinal and turning towards Concarneau, we goose winged the jib, doubling our speed to all of 5 knots.  Being new to fishing we constantly checked the line and it was not long before we thought we had caught something - it turned out to be weed.  Never mind, plenty more fish in the sea, we thought.

It was a relatively short hop to Concarneau and by 1400 we were berthed on D21 in the marina, with no fish for supper. 

The reason behind this short hop was that Concarneau has a renowned "Ville Close" (walled town), which we thought would be interesting to visit.  It is wholly given over to tourism, it seems, but we enjoyed our wander round that afternoon.  We were tempted to stay another day because it was the middle of their town festival and there was going to be a "party" night on Saturday, with floodlit water fountains by the quay.  The weather forecast was good though and starved of ‘proper sailing’ we decided that lovely as it was we had seen enough and it was best to move on.   The next morning, in search of baguetttes and criossants, we visited the covered market and were greeted by the most appetising aroma.  The wonderful smell gave us mixed feelings of wanting to remain and have a closer look or returning to the boat quickly to tuck into our freshly baked breakfast.  We plumped for the latter!