St Quay Portrieux to L’aber Wrac’h
We left a lovely sunny St Malo (Tuesday 23rd May) and arrive in a cloudy St Quay Portrieux, a small village, but it did eventually brighten up. We went up to the Capitainerie’s office in the marina to pay and we are told we have to pay 1.5 times the standard rate because we are a catamaran which can sometimes be the case if you use up two moorings however on this occasion we were alongside a pontoon so we weren’t taking up any more space than a boat the same length. Ian wasn’t really paying attention up until this point, busy looking at boat pictures and such like. He feigned outrage, “we are not paying that to be alongside” and it wasn’t as though it was busy. He offered to pay 1.25 or we were off! The lady disappeared off in the back and came back and said on this occasion we could have the standard rate. Bob and Gillian were quite taken aback at his forthrightness. I wasn’t!!
We had a meal in one of the marina restaurants with Bob and Gillian. I’d set my sights on moules. Just my luck they weren’t on the menu. We decided on the 20Euro meal for two courses and we all had the same starter which we thought was prawns. When it came up we were amazed we not only had large prawns but four oysters with bread and mayo. We thought they had brought up the wrong starter and was trying to send it back. It was lovely, it was only after we had all eaten ours I thought I should have taken a picture.
We got up the following morning (Wednesday 24th May)to a fog. We were due to leave about 11.30 to go to the Treiux River, thankfully it lifted and off we went. We took the Chenal du Ferlas approach to the entrance to the river, which is quicker but rocky and at high tide many of the rocks aren’t visible. We arrived at low tide and you can see from the pictures the difference in colour on the rocks whey they are submerged at high water.
We spent one night in the marine at Lezardrieux, alongside a pontoon and NO we weren’t asked to pay the higher rate here. A very pretty little village.
The following day, Thursday 25th May, it was busier as it was Ascension Day and this is a public holiday in France. We decided to meander on down the river to Portrieux to have a look then go back some of the way and anchor up. It was lovely and hot with very little wind so fabulous, not only that, the views along the rivers were amazing and the photos really don’t do it justice. There is a big chateau, Chateau de la Roche Jagu, that sits on the hillside which is quite imposing. We got as far as we could go which is the Pontrieux lock. We decided to sit on the lock waiting and have a glass of Pimms, as it was definitely a “Pimms moment”. After 20 minutes the lock keeper calls out that he had opened the gates for us. We hadn’t planned on going through the lock but thought we had better as he’d opened it.
Inside the lock was also a trip boat with about 50 people on board. Morning Star went in first. No pressure on Bob and Gill to tie up correctly with 50 pairs of eyes watching. Anyway they did it perfectly and received cheers and a round of applause.
We were pleased we did go through the lock as the village was very picturesque.
We spent just the one night here then went back to nearer the Trieux River entrance the following day on Friday 26th May 2017 and picked a sheltered mooring buoy up and spent a few hours soaking up the sun.
Off to Roscoff
Saturday morning (27th May) at 8.30am, it was quite a contrast when we left the Trieux River , overcast and drizzling with rain. An hour later and the sun was out however, it was a bit on and off for the trip. Roscoff is a small town but quite busy and touristy. We decided to walk into town (or hobble as I’m still doing) get some supplies then go back to the boat before dinner in the marina. We did this, but in a slightly different order. We got some supplies although we are finding that most places only have a very small shop with limited goods, the seafront was heaving with bars and restaurants so we took in some refreshments ie beer. After about half an hour a band set up and they started playing jazz, so we stayed longer than we anticipated. The place was heaving. By the time we left and got back to the marina it was 7, which was the time we had booked our table for, so straight there, no time to go back to the boat. We then had cheese and wine back on Cuffysark.
Sunday morning (28th May) was very grey skies and just as we were about to leave for L’Aber Wrach’t we had a thunderstorm.
After about five hours we arrived, the wind finally dying off and it was low tide. This meant that we would use the Chenal de la Maloiune approach which goes very close to some rock formations and saved a couple of miles as this was a cut through that you would only approach in very calm conditions. Quite scarey as there are rocks here that cover and uncover at low tide so extreme caution is required. They also farm huitres (oysters for those of you who don’t speak French, that’s us included).
A bit of deja vue here as it rained heavily for most of the afternoon and evening we were here. This was a stopover place before our next leg onto Brest so wasn’t planning on going ashore which was just as well with the amount of rain we had.
28th May 2017
Oh yeh. I know why Ian wanted to go to Breast, I mean Brest.