One more time, Skøiern put some thousand nautical miles in her wake, and brought us in the ocean to go back to our roots. First we had to mourn our cat Zoé, who accompagned us since 18 years, who had sailed on so many seas and oceans, so many wonderful contries, who shared ours best and worst hours, never complaining, even for a while.
But the sea knows how to heal us and for spring we sailed for Galicia, go back to Cedeira (where the Captain will, once again, rob the antiquary ), meet again our friend Fernando, pass by A Coruña before taking the way to the Azores.
Meet again Santa Maria, after a brisky crossing which Skøiern faced bravely, that’s a great pleasure. Ricardo, the owner of the boatyard in Vila do Porto recognise at once our boat after 3 years ! Just the time to hug Marianne and back to sea, in company of sperm whales, headind for Faial.
Arriving in Horta the wind is stormy but Luis, Rita, Pedro, Leandro and Francisco are waiting for us. The friends Laurent and Pocky are here too, sailors always meet themselves.
Emilie join us and she will not have much time to rest : going down in the Caldeira with her mother, the day after to the top of the Pico, always in company of Luis of course. Pedro make us discover better Pico island and with him we will crop some seeds of the Dragon tree which are now growing on Skøiern ( and a bunch of bananas….), the friend Genuino welcome us in his restaurant and Jose Enrique, from the Peter Cafe Sport will honor us by including us in his Visiters book.
In Praia da Vitoria it’s our friend Betencour that we meet again and we will follow the prints of Vitorino Nemesio before diving in the reading of his « Mau tempo no canal ». We take again some Tillandsia, our « daughters of the air » which sailed with us on the seas.
To go back to Britany we take the North route, perhaps a little bit longer, but so more pleasent : nearly only fair winds from the back, whales, globicephales, bands of dolphins and bonites, all busy in hunting sardins and anchovices, and us catching a beautiful tun fish which will give us a lot of meals : arriving in Camaret there was some left. Here Nathalie will join us to write an article to be published in the « Chasse Marée », we would have wanted to keep her with us a little bit more.
August 23 : « La Belle Angèle » festival ! The meeting had been arranged on the piers of Port la forêt, with the crew of « Minahouet II ». Then on August 22 we sail up the river Aven after embarking Stephane and Enzo at Port Manech, and later to be grounded alongside the quays of Pont Aven. The feast was gorgeous, human and friendly, where Jean François Gaume, son of Bernard Gaume whom I bought Skøiern in 1979 went to meet us : emotion !
October 13 : a small ball of gray hair embark. Life was to hard for all of us without our cat and Nour نور entered our life. She, who spent 3 month in the nature, on month at the SPA of Plouhinec found a family and is now part of the crew. She is the guardian of our home.
The year end sadly, the Captain lost his brother Dominique, the same day the friend Claudio passed away and a week later it’s the turn of our friend, the boatswain Georges, to live us
They stay in our hearts, we mourn them.
In the Port Rhu life is going on, some works on our main mast, on Gray Hound they dismast the mizzen and « Girl Joyce », the last boat of Yvon Le Corre, comes to moor alongside !
Merry Christmas, a Happy New Year !
Nedeleg Laouen, Bloavezh mat !
Pace Salute!
God Jul, God Nyttår !
Feliz Navidad y Feliz Año Nuevo !
Boa Natal e Boa Ano Novo !
ميلاد سعيد و سميد سن٦٢٠٢
圣诞快乐，新年快乐2026！
In this world who knows only war, and wants only to know war,
when fascim is reviving evrywhere,
more than hope it’s better to fight for better days and
PEACE
