ANCHORAGES
No. 10Fl(2)R.6s
No. 12
Fl(4)R.15s
No. 11
Fl(3)G.12s
No. 9
FlG.4s
Banc de
Ven
Château Tréguier River
Jetty
Waiting pontoons
TRÉGUIER
2
2
9
2
(^42)
(^35)
(1)
(^68)
(^322)
(^13)
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0 500m
La Corne
Ile d’Er
Tréguier River
Tréguier
Roche
Jaune
MorlaixTréguier St Malo
BRITTANY
Cherbourg
Channel Is.
PHOTO: JIM MOTTRAM. CHART: MAXINE HEATH
Tréguier River,
Brittany
Jim Mottram seeks
out a previously
visited anchorage
on this beautiful river
I moved into the marina early next
day while the tide was still slack at
the pontoons and enjoyed a day in the
little village. Next morning I was full of
indecision as, although there was little
breeze, the forecast was not good. I did
not relish another day here, sandwiched
between two high-walled, neglected
boats, but I had to make my mind up
before the tide became too strong to leave.
Reluctantly, I set off but when I reached
the bend where the same yacht was still
nestled under the château on the wooded
cliff, the temptation to stay was too much
to resist. My anchor soon went down in
the same spot and I settled down while
the world took another turn.
I was so glad I had made the right
decision as it blew really hard during
the afternoon yet I felt very content and
relaxed. The wind whistled through the
hardy trees clinging to the rocky cliff but
above this could be heard the soothing
calls of wood pigeons and other birds. The
boat yawed quite a bit during the squalls
I
t can often seem a long day sailing
from the Channel Islands to
Tréguier. Such was the case this
time and it was late afternoon before
I passed La Corne tower. I was now
motoring up against the ebbing tide and
it was slow progress. I had had enough
for one day and considered picking up a
buoy off the small village of Roche Jaune.
However, the breeze, which until then
had been non-existent, strengthened to a
moderate headwind and the surrounding
shoreline looked bleak and unfriendly.
Gradually the buoyed channel became
narrower and looked more inviting, and
I soon reached the bend in the river where
the long sand spit of the Ven bank reached
out to the port-hand No. 10 buoy.
I had anchored here under the high,
rocky cliff face eight years ago and now
a large British yacht had done the same.
It is quite deep here and necessary to
anchor close in. I edged ahead of the other
yacht and ‘ole Cold Nose’ splashed down
to seven metres although it was nearing
Low Water Neaps and the rocky shoreline
seemed almost within throwing distance.
The honeycombed spire of Tréguier
Cathedral just peeped out from behind
the darkening cliff face as I settled in for
a peaceful night.
but there was no snatching or grumbles
from the cable and she never swung stern
to wind during the full strength of the tide.
The wind went down again in the evening
and the gentle green stream slid quietly
past and it remained a peaceful night.
Next morning, it was simple to hoist
sail and up-anchor to continue
Reservation’s next adventure. W
Anchored under
the wooded cliff,
Reservation settled
for a peaceful night
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