Tuesday 27th August
The original plan was to reach l’Aber Ildut, as a starting point for the Channel crossing the following day. I had chosen l’Aber Ildut arbitrarily, mainly out of curiosity, because I had never been there.
Eric’s reaction: “Why Aber Ildut?” to this decision would remain a recurring joke throughout the trip!
To my response “Why not ?”, he countered with a list of terrifying arguments ranging from the complication of navigating the channel of this port, to the lack of useful interest in stopping there, to the shortage of decent restaurants, and what else.
Faced with such a determination to make us avoid this terrible place, forced to rely on the experience of this great connoisseur of the Breton coast, we gave up and chose another “aber”: l’Aber Wrac’h!
Eric and Bruno
This 40-mile leg is quietly completed, under the sun, but without wind.
Calm rhymes with oil (in french, at least :)). The engine starts again, for the duration of the crossing, but with a good current in our favor in the Le Four Channel, we arrive at l’Aber Wrac’h at 2:00 p.m.
Proof of passage
In the port, a warm wind blows on us and surprises us.
We just find a small restaurant to calm our hunger, and take advantage of the afternoon to stock up on supplies necessary for our navigation to England, thanks to the bus from Landéda, the nearby village.
Waiting for the bus
We also have to complete the formalities for entering British territory online, thank you Brexit…
We check and tighten the foremast mast step bolts again.
7:30 p.m. marks the time for an aperitif, which we finish before going to enjoy a real Breton meal: pancakes and mussels, at the restaurant Le Capitaine, where the staff seem as delicious as the dessert (but we only taste the dessert)!
This great atmosphere continues on the deck of Paradox where we chat until midnight while contemplating the stars.
But since then, every time the word “why” is pronounced, there will be one of us to exclaim: “And why l’Aber Ildut !“.