Biscay Beckons
We had a lovely last evening in Camaret. Having spent the day cleaning the ship below decks, donuting and shopping for provisions we then sat in our dog house in the centre of an almighty thunderstorm which Camaret anchorage appeared to be its epicentre! This was just before we had to pick up Jean-Charles, Sepherine (I apologise if the spelling is incorrect) and Eleanor from the dockside of course. Paul had to bail the dingy and get a bit soggy when he played taxi driver. We met Jean-Charles in Yarmouth 3 years ago when we and another boat with Derek