Hyères to ajaccio, "express" crossing, close-hauled, in a light breeze
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At the port of Hyères, Purple Rain was waiting for us, magnificent and proud... After the formalities, we departed at sunset for Porquerolles, magical... each departure is a new birth, a story woven with companions, playing on the big pond... The story was beautiful, from Porquerolles to Port-Cros, then the bay of Calvi, sharing rum at 3 a.m. under the city lights... Girolata, the bay of Ficajola, and the climb to Piana on that beautiful mule path, Cargèse and its friendly churches facing each other, Portiglio, enchanting anchorage, Porto Pollo, and the bikes to discover Filitosa and its megaliths... Christiane, Koni, Pascal, Olivier, Yves, and Marc lived happily, in symbiosis, with time suspended... riding the sea on this magnificent Pogo, singing Purple Rain, Purple Rain...