We left Saint Goustan this morning, grateful to watch it slip out of sight behind us as we wound back down the Auray river and out into a very peaceful Golfe de Morbihan. It was a beautiful day and there were quite a few boats drifting aorund under sail. We chugged along with Satellite behind us and looked for a good anchorage for the night.
The forecast was for fresh north winds, so we tucked ourselves in behind a couple of islands off the village of Larmor Baden and anchored outside the moorings next to a rather familiar looking boat. She turned out to be a very fine Looe lugger who we’d in fact seen in Fowey about two years ago, the day we left Cornwall at the beginning of our trip. The boys invited us for a cup of tea and we went on board to the welcome sound of voices from home. Turns out we know each others’ neighbours. It’s a small world.