Sunday, December 23, 2018

Christmas message 2018

Our message is even later than usual this year because we have been awaiting an important delivery. Ivy Mae Herrmann Brown was born to Guy and Kai at 0742 on December 20. She is incredibly tiny! but has been pronounced healthy and Guy and Kai were back home with her at their new home just outside Southwold by Friday evening.

Sam is terribly pleased to be a grandfather, more than 50 years after the first of his four sons was born.

Guy and Kai are a bit shell-shocked as Ivy wasn't due until January 5 – Kai was induced because there were concerns that the baby had stopped growing.

In other news, we have a gorgeous new kitchen which has had a gestation period almost as long as Ivy's. The electrician finished work at lunchtime on December 20, so we had a new kitchen and our first grandchild on the same day. We're a bit shell-shocked too!

The kitchen came from IKEA via the pretend store in Norwich, which is an "Order & Collection Point". The kitchen team there are lovely people but stupendously inefficient. It look from a first visit in May until November to finalise the order, and even then three of the units didn't actually fit. In addition the replacement units, due to be delivered to Hoxne, never turned up and Lawrence Osborne, who runs the lovely (and efficient) company which did the fitting, drove down to IKEA Lakeside overnight and charmed his way into the store before it even opened, in order to get our units and make sure we had a kitchen by Christmas.

So what about earlier in 2018? We saw the new year in at the family house in Pretzfeld, Germany, with Ben and Anne who flew out, and Guy and Kai and their dog Jenson who came with us on the ferry by car. The weather was wet and gloomy but we had a great short break and Jenson thought he was in heaven.

The 90th Birthday or Dinner for One, starring Freddie Frinton, shown throughout northern Europe on New Year's Eve and famous for its catchphrase "Same procedure as last year?"

In January we visited Ben in Nottingham to celebrate his 25th birthday and stayed in an apartment with the biggest bath I have ever been in. Sadly it was far too high for Sam to climb in, but fortunately there was an enormous walk-in shower in the same bathroom!

Camilla's view from the bath
In March we persuaded Camilla's mother, Patricia, to join us on a short cruise to northern Spain on P&O Britannia. We all visited Santiago de Compostela in the rain, and I think Sam and I were the only people on the entire ship - including the crew – who had ever been to Gijon before. As we went east towards Bilbao it got warmer and drier, and it was lovely to see the sun after the Beast from the East.

Sam and Patricia in Santiago
Sunshine in Gijon
In the spring we started contacting everyone who had ever sailed with us or shown any interest in doing so. But it was evident that it was going to be a summer of short sails and no trips to the Continent. In May I suddenly got very cross about not going to France (apart form a few hours in Cherbourg on the cruise) and booked a week in a gîte in Burgundy. The gîte was accessible and spacious and the trip was generally terrific. We do love France.

Sailing as expected was a number of weekend trips, which are hard work for me as I keep forgetting things, either at home or on the boat. But we managed to get to a few places we hadn't been for a long time, or never before. In June we sailed with Guy to Orford, where he worked the Saturday as ferryman (and our private water-taxi) and then sailed back with us. In July William, who spent a too-windy-to-sail week with us in Brest in 2017, joined us for a voyage to Heybridge Basin. We were very delighted to welcome Camilla's mother, who lived only five miles away from the basin – now she's 91 she's prone to say things like "Oh I probably can't manage that", but the lock keeper gave us a great alongside berth and she hopped on board with no problem at all.

We also sailed to Ramsholt with Bob & Elaine, to Walton Backwaters with Alex & David, and drank a lot of gin over a gusty weekend with Lucilla & Mark where we didn't go anywhere because the engine start battery died.

In between all of this Sam participated in the Step out for Stroke walk in Bury St Edmunds and walked about 150 metres, which is a very long way for him. Thanks to the generosity of our friends and family he raised almost £2500, including Gift Aid. If you meant to give at the time but never got around to it, you can still make a donation.

Of our many breaks and holidays in 2018 probably the best was a full two weeks in Pretzfeld with Patricia, Ben and Anne, again by car and ferry. The weather was perfect – cooler than the UK's summer heatwave and mostly in the mid-20s, although on the hottest day we all managed to go swimming at the stunningly-located local lido. I managed to relax completely and stop worrying about everything, walk up hills and cycle along valleys (Ben took his high-tech bike on the roof of the car and cycled up hills too), and enjoy the company of my mother who put the ghosts of the past behind her and relaxed too. (I hope).

In between all the other activities I have continued as the editor of Cruising magazine and the Cruising Association's newsletter, which now takes up almost half of my time. Many of the CA's members keep their boats in EU countries and/or enjoy extended cruises in Europe, so Brexit will have a big impact, and the last few months of the year have been filled by efforts to update our members on what we know.

On a personal level, Camilla and many of her family have applied for "Restoration" of German citizenship, which is open to any direct descendant of someone who had to give up their citizenship because of Nazi policies. This is now such a popular option that it will be at least another year before we hear whether we have qualified.

Meanwhile Ben is still working at making concrete pipes and living in Nottingham with Anne. In his spare time he is volunteering with the Army Reserve and has recently taken up playing the oboe.

Guy spent a second summer running the National Trust ferry over to Orfordness, and in between becoming a father is working over the winter for Harbour Marine at Southwold.

Gosh, I thought it had been a quiet year, but looking back it seems to have been rather busy. Here's hoping for equally good times in 2019 – we're planning a trip to Australia and NZ in March, so should have plenty to report back on, and we will also cunningly avoid Brexit Day, whatever the outcome proves to be.

Much love to you all

Camilla & Sam

Friday, June 29, 2018

A quiet summer...

Yesterday we had the pleasure of meeting Rob & Jo at the Geldeston Locks pub. Rob owns a Storm like ours and helped us work out how to go sailing with Sam way back in 2013. He has also been a reliable source of advice, information and even help with a spanner in the subsequent years.

Last time we met up was exactly two years ago in Piriac and we sailed in company with them for a while, down as far as the Île d'Yeu. Since then Sam & I have sailed about a bit in southern Brittany and got as far as Brest last summer, before giving up and getting someone else to bring the boat home. They sailed down to La Rochelle, decided Biscay was too hot, sailed home, and last year took the boat to the Baltic and got as far as Tallinn in Estonia before heading home. This year they are having a break from sailing, which is extremely understandable given the distance they covered last year. It was lovely to see them.

So I am reminded that our blog is very empty this year...mainly because we haven't done much sailing. I have added an update on maintenance and backdated it to the beginning of June, mainly as a record for me.

On May 18, only a couple of hours after Lindsay had serviced the engine, Guy came down to help us get the sails on... at which point we realised that they were already on. So instead we spent the time drifting gently out into the Orwell with me doing everything and Guy advising. This was practice, because on Saturday May 19, on a day of very gentle breezes, Sam and I set off on an epic voyage on our own. We sailed all the way to the Royal Harwich Yacht Club at Woolverstone, which is nearly three miles from SYH, just upriver. There we called ahead for help and around a dozen members of the Westerly Owners Association guided us into a berth alongside the jetty, and took our lines.

Westerlies at RHYC
We spent a pleasant evening with the WOA celebrating the 50th anniversary of the East Coast Group, and I discovered the showers, which I had never noticed on dozens of previous visits to RHYC by car for CA events. Then on the Sunday we sailed back to SYH, again on our own. Surprisingly there was no-one around on the pontoon, so I really did bring her in solo, fortunately with no problems at all. So, I know I can do it. Now I have to pluck up courage to go a bit further.

I felt a bit frustrated about not being in France or sailing abroad this year. So in early June we drove down to Burgundy and spent a few nights in a very pleasant adapted gîte. We didn't get away from boats entirely, though: we refreshed our memories of the delightful French canals and even looked at some rather nasty motor boats in St-Jean-de-Losne, but we didn't buy any.
Écluse spotted on the drive down. In 2008 we went past the end of this lock but we didn't go through it.

Lunch and a view of the Saône in St-Jean-de-Losne

This is what Burgundy is really about. A walk around the hill at Corton

The lovely Canal de Bourgogne, which we avoided in 2008 because it's silting up and has 189 locks (compared with only 114 on the Canal entre Champagne et Bourgogne)

Last weekend we finally had something like a proper sail. Guy is working again as ferry captain at Orfordness but up to this week has only been working Saturdays. We worked out that we could meet up at SYH on a Friday, sail to Orford, he could go to work on Saturday and sail home with us on the Sunday. There was only one weekend in the whole year when this would actually work out and the tides were at neaps (springs in the Ore can run at 5-6 knots). It meant missing a dinner with my dear old friends from Aviva, and missing the launch of the new Waveney Heritage Centre which I felt very bad about because I had promised my friend Tim that I would sing with him at the opening. But we did it, we went, the wind was on the nose on the way there, but with us most of the way back, and we had a really lovely outing with Guy operating our personal taxi service at Orford (although we didn't try to get Sam off the boat). Hooray!!

Orford seen from our mooring

The River Ore at dawn

A glorious day at Orford Castle

Friday, June 01, 2018

Maintenance update

I'm finally getting around to posting this in June – I need a record of winter activities because otherwise I forget what we had done!

Kalessin came out of the water in January and had a new set of standing rigging, supplied by Evolution Rigging which has taken over from the delightful but inefficient Big Nige. I'd been considering a new engine, but realised that the rigging was last replaced in 2005/6 and because the rigging is only insured for 10 years, it was time to prioritise new bits of wire.The foil on our dear old Rotastay genoa furler was cracked, and as Rotastay went out of business some years ago, it could not be replaced. So we now have a brand new Furlex. Evolution also replaced he VHF cable and aerial – the aerial was last replaced in Spain in 2006, but the cable may be much older. VHF reception is now noticeably better. The whole lot, along with replacing the gooseneck bracket and various other bits and pieces, came to just under £4,500.

Her Coppercoat, expensively applied by Suffolk Yacht Harbour in 2016, has proved less good than we hoped. After only two seasons, including one winter in fresh water in the Vilaine, it was coming off one side of the keel and the other side of the rudder. Why?

SYH agreed to make good the damage. Despite the supposed 10-year warranty, SYH only guarantees Coppercoat for three years, which is disappointing. Still, we were well inside that time. Josh (who runs the yard) bithered and dithered and didn't do much until I hassled, and finally finished the repairs just before the launch so I didn't see them.

Lindsay serviced the engine just before we went out for the first time. He phoned me to let me know that he is a bit worried about the age and reliability of the engine, especially if it's just Sam and me on board. I explained that I really wasn't sure if I wanted to spend £10k+ on a new engine and new prop - as the vast majority of new engines turn the other way, we'd have to replace our Darglow feathering prop. And we might end up spending more than the boat is now worth and only doing 50 hours on it. It would, however, be very nice to have slightly more than 18.5hp. He has promised to look out for a good reconditioned engine which we could fit next winter.

Still, at least we are back on our wide pontoon in our old location, which is lovely. We are next to an absolutely brand new lifting-keel Jeanneau Sun Odyssey 349, which focuses the mind when coming into the berth. She's only actually a foot (30cm) longer than Kalessin, very slightly narrower beam (3.44m to our 3.5) yet somehow they squeeze in twin wheels compared with our nice old-fashioned tiller. Bizarrely the standard engine is not much more powerful than ours (21hp). I thought all new sailing boats had 50hp engines these days.

Monday, January 15, 2018

Lobster pots – sign the CA petition!

If you've ever had a near miss with a lobster pot or other fishing gear you should sign the CA's petition.

And if you're not sure if poorly marked fishing pots and floating line is really an issue, why not watch the CA video, with Tom Cunliffe, some very nice stills from Guy (the yellow string was around the prop of the Orfordness ferry) and indeed some from me? (Mostly taken in France, but you don't need to know that...)

Monday, December 18, 2017

Christmas message 2017

Camilla with her parents when Patricia received her OBE in 1997
Frank reading the Giant Alexander to Camilla's nephew Alex in 2002

Dear friends and family

2017 has been a rather quiet and sad year. In April Camilla's father died, just three weeks before his 90th birthday and, as his death notice in the Times said, "after a long illness, impatiently borne". He had a funeral, a cremation service, a memorial service in London in October and his ashes have been distributed between the two Herrmann homes in Germany and his local parish church in Essex, so we have all been able to say goodbye. Camilla's mother Patricia is slowly recovering from his death and many exhausting years as a carer, and remains positive and cheerful.

If you are interested you can read:
All were designed by Camilla using George Him's illustrations from the Giant Alexander books.

Guy & Kai
Back home in Hoxne things have also been quieter, as Guy moved out to live with his girlfriend Kai in Leiston. He spent the summer running the National Trust ferry to Orfordness, and has just begun the process of training as a volunteer with the RNLI in Aldeburgh. He's still taking some great photos, but not quite so many.
Guy's ferry

Ben & Anne
Ben is also living with his girlfriend Anne, in Nottingham, something he forgot to tell us for a while. (He's been with Anne for several years, but not living together). In between his working weeks as a civil engineer, he too is volunteering, with the Army Reserve, where he eventually hopes to become an officer. We are incredibly proud of both our boys.

Sam and Camilla have spent quite a bit of time in France this summer, some of it on the boat, but have not sailed as much as we hoped.  In June we drove out to Arzal with Guy and got the boat ready to sail. Then during a couple of weeks without crew we finally managed to visit our friend Harry and his new partner Janet at their home in the Charente, in the heart of France. Fortunately their home has a fully accessible extension, because Sam had somehow damaged his Achilles tendon and was almost unable to walk for a week or two. Back on board Ben joined us for a week's sail to the Île d'Yeu and back, briefly joining the CA rally there. And in July we were joined by terrific volunteer crew member Steve, a retired GP from Ipswich, who helped us to get from Arzal to Brest, via Concarneau which we have passed several times before without visiting.

The marina at Arzal (Camoël side) - a lovely location which we very much enjoyed

Harry & Janet's home in the Charente

A visit to Le Croisic with Ben (by car - there's no marina)

Concarneau in fog

Kalessin on a nice wide pontoon in Brest, where she stayed for rather longer than we expected

In September we went out again to Brest, this time meeting up with another great potential crew member, William. Unfortunately a combination of two gales and William's commitments meant that we never managed to leave Brest on Kalessin. You can read elsewhere on the blog about the complicated logistics with cars which proved to be entirely unnecessary. In the end Camilla rescued our car, we drove from Brest to Cherbourg and then via Condor Ferries for an enjoyable week on Guernsey staying with Sam's dear friend Robin and spending time with Sam's sons Tim and Nick. Meanwhile a delivery crew rescued Kalessin from Brest and sailed her back to Suffolk Yacht Harbour, a stonking sail on which they averaged better than 6.5 knots over the 400 miles.

We have spent some time considering future options for sailing, especially as Sam found it even more difficult than usual getting on and off the boat. We have looked at the possibility of a new, more powerful engine, or selling Kalessin and buying a motorboat which Camilla could handle alone, perhaps on inland waterways, so we don’t depend on crew so much. In the end our big spend this winter will be on replacing the 12-year-old standing rigging (important if you don’t want the mast to fall down) and we have made no further decisions yet.

We'll be looking for crew for sailing excursions on the east coast this summer - please do let us know if you fancy sailing with us for a day, a week or longer!

P&O's Ventura

View of Marseille from Camilla's trip on the Ferris wheel. Sam was happy to watch from below
In between our sailing adventures we managed a cruise into the Med with nice Mr P&O, especially enjoying Marseille which Sam knows but where Camilla had never been. Camilla's French lessons (thank you Suffolk Coastal Leisure Learning) paid off when a taxi driver complimented her on her excellent French.

Sam carries on much as before, although twice this year he has strained something on his good foot, which is a pain in every sense. He had a small carcinoma removed from his face in August but fortunately that was all very straightforward. And he developed a horrible fruity cough during the summer which fortunately cleared up once we got back to nice damp England. He'll be 78 in 2018 and doesn't always feel like being adventurous. Still, he puts up with Camilla dragging him around Europe and banishing him every Wednesday to the Street Forge woodworking workshop.

Camilla has continued to edit Cruising and a monthly newsletter for the Cruising Association, and this year added the Yearbook as well. Apart from a few problems with teeth she has been reasonably healthy, although occasionally sad or frustrated, this year.

Much love to you all, Happy Christmas, and all the very best for 2018.

Friday, October 06, 2017

Accessibility: the Vilaine

I thought it might be worth summarising some of our good and bad experiences of using facilities for wheelchairs and a disabled user in west and south Brittany and the Vendée as far south as the Île d'Yeu, and observations on travel in and to France generally. I'm doing this from memory, so particularly good or bad experiences stand out.

I'm posting this in several sections but will try to link them all together.

For those who have not read the rest of the blog, these reports relate to locations where we have taken our Westerly Storm with Sam, who suffered a massive stroke in 2012 and has right-side weakness. He is lifted on and off the boat using a halyard and harness and normally moves around marinas in a wheelchair pushed by me. He can walk short distances along finger pontoons if they are stable enough and he has something to hold on to. We find very todal areas like north Britany difficult as we can generally only get Sam up and down ramps two or three hours either side of high water.

The Vilaine

The Vilaine from Arzal inland is protected by a tidal barrage, which was originally intended to reduce the frequent flooding. The whole area is very popular with yachts, especially British ones. It is very sheltered but is still subject to occasional strong winds even in summer – we saw a 47-knot gust at Arzal and know of someone whose electronics were destroyed by a lightning strike at Camoël.

Port d'Arzal/Camoël: We got to know this very well as Kalessin spent the winter here. We really liked the location but found a car was essential, as the only food on site is the little épicerie (and restaurants of course) and buses are far from regular. There is a boulangerie and small store in the village but it's at least 2km away. The big advantage is that it's inside the barrage and therefore tideless, so we could get Sam on and off at any time of day. One disadvantage is that the older finger pontoons on both sides of the river have a step down from the jetty. If you ask and keep asking, the capitainerie can allocate a place on the new pontoons where the jetties have been extended, which are all on one level although they are still not very wide. Away from the pontoons access is very good around the marina.

Of the three toilet blocks the best for disabled access (and the newest) is the upriver one on the Camoël side with lots of space, good lighting and hot water. I don't think the other Camoël block would have been usable, although there is a disabled access shower, but there are steps. On the Arzal side the access for a wheelchair into the toilet block is tight and the accessible shower a bit tatty with fixings sometimes coming off the wall - it's much bigger than the ordinary showers so is often used by able-bodied people.

La Roche-Bernard: The crucial word here is Roche, as pretty much everywhere is up a very steep hill to the top of the rock. The marina itself is ok although a bit up and down as you walk along the pontoons. There is said to be one berth with a hoist but we saw no sign of it and didn't ask about it. Accessible facilities are ok, but like the ones at Arzal space is very tight. We took Sam for a trip on the petit train, which starts outside the marina, and although he didn't get to see the heart of the old town it was a good option.

On a visitor berth in Redon
Redon: We went to Redon to get good transport access, as the marina is 10 minutes walk from the TGV station. Visitor moorings are on the port side as you enter the basin and are close to the road but also to the facilities, such as they are. The finger pontoons and jetties were ok and the ramp not too steep (and also non-tidal, of course). The loos and showers to which we were given a key are in a very tatty portacabin. The shower was big enough for Sam to use and it was possible to get a wheelchair in, from memory there was a single step. The floor of the shower was vinyl over some kind of board which had probably rotted underneath. Therefore the floor sagged somewhat and there were places where Sam would not have been safe to stand. Using the shower was an adventure... but slightly exhausting.
Sam in the Cours Clemenceau

We explored the town of Redon which is quite small but pleasant with a few very steep slops up to the ramparts. The Cours Clemenceau is a pretty garden area with views over the river which we could get Sam up to in the wheelchair.

Accessibility: France generally, ferries and hotels
Accessibility: west and southern Brittany
Accessibility: the Vilaine (this article)
Accessibility: the Vendée t/c

Accessibility: west and southern Brittany

I thought it might be worth summarising some of our good and bad experiences of using facilities for wheelchairs and a disabled user in west and south Brittany and the Vendée as far south as the Île d'Yeu, and observations on travel in and to France generally. I'm doing this from memory, so particularly good or bad experiences stand out.

I'm posting this in several sections but will try to link them all together.

For those who have not read the rest of the blog, these reports relate to locations where we have taken our Westerly Storm with Sam, who suffered a massive stroke in 2012 and has right-side weakness. He is lifted on and off the boat using a halyard and harness and normally moves around marinas in a wheelchair pushed by me. He can walk short distances along finger pontoons if they are stable enough and he has something to hold on to. We find very tidal areas like north Brittany difficult as we can generally only get Sam up and down ramps two or three hours either side of high water.

Roscoff Marina: This is a vast, relatively new marina, and the distance from your berth to the capitainerie may be considerable. There is a disabled access lift for use at low water, visible as a little cabin on the top level in the photo above, unfortunately out of order when we were there in June 2016. Access around the marina is generally excellent with very wide jetties and promenade areas and a relatively smooth ramp to the pontoons. I can't remember the detail of the disabled shower, I think Sam must have been too clean to need it when we arrived.

L'Aberwrac'h: We didn't attempt to get Sam off the boat here, nor from the moorings at Sainte-Evette. We have never found a way to transfer Sam to and from a dinghy alongside the boat.

Brest, Moulin-Blanc marina: We spent a week here in July 2017 and another unexpected two weeks in September 2017. We asked for an accessible berth in advance and were placed on the visitor's pontoon straight down from the capitainerie, where the boat is alongside a very wide, accessible jetty. One minor hiccup is that at high water, especially at springs, the little ramp connecting the main ramp becomes steeper as the main ramp becomes flatter, It took all my strength to get Sam up it. Otherwise the access everywhere was very good although distances quite long. There was a choice of disabled bathrooms but we used the men's facilities in the block under the Tour du Monde restaurant because it had a sturdy shower seat. The second time we used it the washbasin was no longer working. The car parks get very full and it is rarely possible to find a disabled space especially in the summer and at weekends.
In Brest we went to Océanopolis, one of France's biggest aquariums, which we would recommend for both disabled and non-disabled users and is just behind the marina. You need to take some proof of disability (eg a blue badge) to get a small discount for the disabled person, none for the carer. We also went by no. 3 bus into the city centre. The buses were great with wheelchair ramps available (although it took two goes to lower one of them so they are obviously not often used) but the city centre is somewhat dull. If we did it again I would get off the bus at Octroi and walk down the main street, which is a very long hill, instead of getting off at Place Liberté and walking up it!
It's well worth going to the botanical gardens, which are stunning, although we cheated and drove Sam to the lower car park, and didn't go to far in because the valley slopes quite steeply.

Port Vauban showing wide jetties

Ramp at a couple of hours before HW, still very steep and inaccessible for Sam. There is not enough space to turn a wheelchair or even lift it round on to the upward ramp unless you had several helpers
Camaret, Port Vauban: We went to the outer marina, Port Vauban, at least partly because it had lots of space on alongside berths and very wide jetties. However a comment on a CA report made me aware that the ramp is steep even at high water, because it goes to the top of the high sea wall. I went to investigate and not only is the ramp steep, but at the top is a little downward ramp which is far to steep for safe access of a wheelchair and offers nothing to hold on to. I could't think of a way to get Sam past it, so he stayed on board. Facilities at Port Vauban are in a small historic building and are down a number of steep steps, so are completely inaccessible. I didn't go into the facilities in the town centre marina but they looked rather old and tired.

Access to the citadel is bumpy but manageable for a wheelchair
The marina seen from the citadel in fog
Concarneau: this was the third time we had tried to get to Concarneau, this time with success in July 2017. We could have taken a berth at the very inner end of the visitors' jetty which would have been alongside the main walkway. I'm not sure if it would have been worth it however, as it was quite noisy. This is a base for the Glenan sea schools and every crew member from every one of the boats would be walking past your cockpit. It was marginally more peaceful on our own finger pontoon. The facilities are accessed through the capitainerie and it was one location where i never found the disabled showers, if there are any. The public toilets on the other side of the building are accessible but not very attractive. We took Sam into the citadel which was manageable but very crowded, and spent a lovely couple of hours in the maritime museum which was quiet, easy to get around, interesting and free for both Sam and for me as his carer.

Benodet,  Port du Penfoul: We were on the Benodet side of the river. Reasonable finger pontoons and jetties and good access around the marina. If you moored on a hammerhead, disabled access might be better, but there is a very strong tide running through the marina which is stronger the further out into the stream you are. This was the first time that Guy showed me how to lash the finger pontoon to the boat – if you use a short rope and make it as tight as possible, you stabilise the finger pontoon with six tonnes of yacht. Modern showers with disabled access. The town is also fairly easy to get around with a couple of small hills but the wheelchair is manageable all the way along the seafront.

Lorient: The visitor's pontoon has alongside moorings but was already rafted up two or three deep when we arrived, possibly with sea-school boats. We were allocated a finger pontoon instead. There are new-ish facilities with adequate disabled access, although again I don't think Sam used them.

The Port-Louis Capitainerie and bridge to the visitors' pontoon

Port-Louis: We liked Port-Louis a lot and would not bother going back to the Lorient city marina again. Excellent facilities in a new capitainerie building with a lovely view out over the river. Both ladies and gents had two disabled showers. After experimentation we ended up in the smaller shower in the ladies because there was more for Sam to hold on to. The ramps to the pontoons go over a bridge arrangement which is always disconcerting. The town is uphill whichever way you go to it, so we didn't get Sam much beyond the seafront moules restaurants. We didn't try getting Sam on the little ferries across the river, which might have been interesting.

Port Haliguen: We have been here several times but although convenient I find it very soul-less, perhaps because of the huge sea walls. Both in 2016 and 2017 we were a long walk from the capitainerie albeit on different sides of the marina and we didn't get Sam off the boat. Facilities were a bit disappointing but there are plans for massive further development so no doubt they will be much better in future. The beaches are lovely, however.

Fabulous aerial photos of the marina at La Trinité, click through to see them at full size. Romeo is the closest pontoon to the bridge and connects to a walkway at the far end
La Trinité: We were chucked off the visitors' pontoon and sent to Pontoon R which is actually the wavebreak. With luck and determination we got a really good spot on the inside of the jetty - outside is quite unpleasant in any kind of weather. The jetty was plenty wide enough to get Sam straight into the wheelchair but there was an extremely annoying raised barrier in the middle of the jetty which Sam had to climb over, and little bridges connecting the jetties which were rather hard work. Pontoon R is around half a mile by road from the rest of the marina and the town, but fortunately there are accessible but rather dilapidated facilities at that end of the marina. It's worth walking round to see the racing yachts and the Philippe Plisson gallery.

Accessibility: France generally, ferries and hotels
Accessibility: west and southern Brittany(this article)
Accessibility: the Vilaine
Accessibility: the Vendée t/c