Yesterday we brought Cirrus Minor to Lorient. The weather forecast looked kind of light, with winds of 6-8 knots from NE, and getting stronger in the afternoon. I was prepared for a relatively short, downwind sailing to Lorient, hoping to get there around 3 PM, and enjoy a nice lunch with Nico and Victor. Given his experience, Nico was not as optimistic as me when he saw that the wind dropped completely around 11 AM, after we got out from the Concarneau harbour into the bay. He said in a relaxed manner that we would arrive around 8:30 PM… if the conditions improved 🙂 He came prepared with lyophilisate delicacies that required only hot water to become full meals, whereas I brought only two sandwiches and two bananas in case we were hungry before the copious lunch I envisioned in Lorient. We had plenty of water and thus were prepared to face a long voyage, which turned out to be the case. Nico was spot on with his arrival estimation. We tied our mini to the pontoon, in the grey looking but very impressive La Base, just before the sun sank into the ocean.
Since the wind was very shifty the whole day and we had to constantly arrange sails, I did not get the chance to shoot much. But I am including below a short clip that partly portrays the atmosphere onboard.
P.S.: this clip does not reveal how cold and miserable we felt at times. But so does memory work, preserving in a warm glow only the good moments that make us repeat the same follies over and over again 🙂