In the late morning I went out with Waltraud and Wolfgang, to explore the headland. Dietmar was glad, times to be me so easily rid of a few hours. Finally he was able to extensively tinkering with the boat or surf the web and answer emails.

I was looking forward to someone on the way to be, who had also fancy a trip. We walked almost to the end of the Headland along the cliffs.

When we got back to the boat in the early afternoon, Dietmar had been waiting for the engine and tightened the belt, unfortunately had enough play, that there had been neatly chips… Good, that he had seen soon enough. In addition, he had filled with the watermaker our tanks. We drank a leisurely coffee, before we left at five clock Properly Brest. I do not know, when we had the last time you traveled such a short sea crossing. At 10 Nautical miles it is worth it but not to set sail, or?

But as the weather and the wind were optimal, course was sailed. My racer grabbed once again the sporting ambition and gradually a boat was gelt verse after another. The SUMMER ran amazingly fast. Apparently she likes it well in the Atlantic. If it was up to the captain, we had even brought out the Parasailor for the short distance, but as the crew mutinied but then.

Almost too soon we arrived at the Marina “Moulin Blanc” on the outskirts of Brest. As hoped, proved our selection as the optimal place for a longer stay and offered optimal conditions even cheap prices. So you want it. Only the many chandlery are to be found here, make me a little scared. Whether I should really let Dietmar here alone?

After checking in, we treated ourselves to the end of the day with the crew of the MENTOR still a "investors beer" in the bar on the promenade.