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The time La Fayette though his son had died during their American Tour

Now, timewise, this post should come later as La Fayette’s Tour in 1825 progressed further. But this story is both too sweet and also too heartbreaking – because the Tour of 1824/25 was supposed to be an absolute highlight in La Fayette’s life, and for the most part it was. But there were a few hours after a naval accident where La Fayette believed, or at least very much feared, his son had just drowned.

To set the scene, we have the 6th of May 1825 and La Fayette, his entourage and several others have just boarded the steamship Artisan in Nashville to traverse a part of the Ohio river. In the night from the 7th to the 9th, around midnight, the Artisan collided with something in the water. Some passengers at first believed they had simply run aground a sand bank and that there was no reason to worry, but the captain soon ordered the ship to be evacuated. Apparently, the Artisan had crashed into one or several snags in the dark of night and water was flooding into the ship. La Fayette and his secretary Levasseur, the one who left us with this account, made it safely and quickly to the shore, but Georges had vanished from their side in the turmoil.

It was then only that the general perceived that his son was not with him, and immediately his habitual coolness in the presence of danger abandoned him. He was filled with anxiety, and in a state of the most violent agitation. He began to call, George! George! with all his strength, but his voice was drowned by the cries which from the vessel, and by the terrible noise made by steam escaping from the engine, and received no answer.

Levasseur, having at this point in time still every hope in Georges’ ability to look after himself, tried to calm La Fayette, but to no avail.

Nothing had any effect; he continued to traverse the shore calling on George.

Beside Georges there were still many others in the water and unaccounted for and Levasseur decided to lend whatever aide he might and to look for Georges in the process – who, by Levasseur’s account, was an excellent swimmer.

I [Levasseur] then threw myself into the boat with the captain to go to the succour of those who so much needed it. The vessel still floated, but almost on her beam ends. The captain mounted on board, and I received in his place a dozen persons, who precipitated themselves into the boat, and I whom carried to land, without having been able to speak to George, Mr. de Syon, or Bastien [La Fayette’s valet]. I dared not give an account of this first attempt to the general, and therefore made preparations for another trip, when a horrible crash and cries of despair announced to me that the vessel was sinking.

After several such trips and back on land again, there was still no sign of Georges and now even Levasseur was becoming very worried about La Fayette’s son.

At every instant, other persons arrived on shore, and among them I always expected to recognise Mr. George Lafayette; and the general demanded news of his son from all, but in vain. I now myself began to fear for him.

But instead of giving up, Levasseur again got into a boot to look for more people in need.

Thinking that there was an urgent necessity for succouring those who remained in this critical situation, I again entered the boat, and aided by a sailor approached the vessel. I first arrived at the prow; I called George with all my strength, but there was no answer. I then dropped along her side to the stern. In passing, I heard a voice over head cry out, “Is that you Mr. Levasseur?” I listened and examined attentively; it was our poor Bastien, who was holding with difficulty to the roof of the upper cabin, the pitch of which was very great from the oversetting of the vessel. As soon as I came near him, he slid down and fortunately fell into the boat. When I arrived at the stern, I again called George; he instantly answered me. His voice appeared to be perfectly calm. “Are you in safety?”, said I. “I could not be better”, replied he gaily. This reply gave me much relief, for my fears were really becoming serious.

There is no account in the notes how La Fayette reacted to this good news. But it is safe to assume that he was relieved beyond what words might express to here that his son was safe and sound.

I now returned to land with Bastien and two other persons I had received in the boat, and hastened to assure the general of the safety of his son.

I find this scene touching for obvious reasons, but it also gives us an interesting glimpse into La Fayette and the relation he had with his son. La Fayette, by all accounts, loved children and his own children most especially. He was a very devoted father and his letter home during the American Revolution were full of pleas to kiss and embrace his children for him, take care of them, look after them, tell them how much he loved them and then kiss them some more. Also, by all accounts, La Fayette was almost always able to keep his wits about him even in dangerous and stressful situations. There are not really any accounts of him loosing his cool during his time in prison in Austria and Prussia or the subsequent attempted escape, during the different battles he fought during the French or American Revolution, or even during the Battle of Brandywine where he was wounded. There is always the distinct possibility that the authors of these reports distorted La Fayette’s reactions and behaviors in an attempt of hero-worship or the like. Nevertheless, his behavior is very much consistent throughout all the accounts that we have. But now we can see him becoming very frantic as soon as his son is in danger. Interestingly, this is the only time we are able to follow La Fayette’s emotion “in real time”. When his son was wounded during the Napoleonic Wars for example, we again are presented with a very calm and collected La Fayette, but by the time that account was written, George had already been in contact with his family, his wounds had been dressed and looked after, and he was up and about again without the need of further assistance. The story about the sinking of the Artisan depicts La Fayette right in the moment of uncertainty.

But apparently, Georges had always been in charge of the situation, as the captain of the Artisan later explained.

In the midst of this occupation, Mr. George and Mr. de Syon, with the remainder of the passengers, arrived. We then learnt that at the moment of the wreck, Mr. George, seeing that I was in the boat to watch over his father, had returned to the cabin, into which the water had already penetrated, and had made Bastien and Mr. de Syon, who were imprudently endeavoring to save their effects, leave it. Then, only yielding ground as the water forced him, he had indefatigably occupied himself with the care of those around him. At one moment, the water reached to the middle of his body. But his coolness and presence of mind re-assured some persons, who, without him, would perhaps have been dismayed and exposed to the greatest danger. Finally, we were told, he would not leave the vessel, until he was satisfied, that all who remained on board belonged to her and could dispense with his assistance. “Mr. George Lafayette must often have been shipwrecked”, said the captain, “for he has behaved tonight as if he was accustomed to such adventures.”

Auguste Levasseur, Lafayette in America in 1824 and 1825; or Journal of Travels in the United States, Translated from the French, Volume 2, New-York, 1829, p. 161-164.

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『 EMILE WOON ❙ CIS-MALE 』 ⟿ looks like BASTIEN “BAS” LEVASSEUR is here for SENIOR year as a FINANCE student. HE is 21 years old & known to be INTELLIGENT, COOL-HEADED, INDIFFERENT & SECRETIVE. They’re living OFF CAMPUS, so if you’re there, watch out for them. ⬳ SLOTH. 25. EST. SHE/HER.

beep boop im back with a second character!! equally as gifless but who needs gifs when you’ve got all these freckles!! bas is another completely new muse that i’m pulling out of thin air so bear w/ me bc he is not very developed yet but... we’ll get there... in the meantime here’s what i’ve got:

TW: ASSAULT MENTION

Originally from Canada, Bas was born n raised in lovely Montreal, so he’s bilingual in both French (cough, sorry, Québécois) and English, which he does speak fluently but with a noticeable accent; his father is ranked amongst the twenty-five richest Canadians and his wealth is partially inherited (money breeds money!), and partially acquired from investments in businesses, properties, and one hotel chain in particular that is poised to go global very soon

His mom, on the other hand, was Miss Malaysia! She won the title at some point in the early aughts, and during her reign as beauty queen and ambassador she met Bas’ dad and they married eight months later; she left her entire family behind to emigrate to Canada and when she (rarely) goes back to visit, they basically worship the ground she walks on bc she’s such a success story to them, yet she’s never brought Bas to meet them or to visit the country and frankly he’s not very interested in doing so either :/

Bas is an only child. Overall his parents were... decent, as far as parents go? In the sense that they weren’t actively terrible. His mom left most of the mothering to the nanny and now she sometimes flirts with his friends a little too much, meanwhile his dad is nowhere to be found 90% the time bc he’s always travelling for work, but Bas harbors no ill will towards either of them. They’re a very efficient family unit; everyone knows how to get along, even though no one really likes each other all that much.

He started uni at McGill for his freshman year and then, seemingly out of the blue, transferred to Radcliffe starting sophomore year as an international student. the official reason for this change is that his father wants him to get his degree at an American business school, so that he can eventually head up North American operations for their hotel and other businesses, but the real reason for this was that he came close to being expelled; some of his friends were involved in a fight at a party (a very one-sided, brutal fight, basically an assault) and Bas stood by filming the whole thing. when the victim was looking to press charges, someone on the McGill disciplinary board who was chummy w/ Bas’ dad gave the old man a head’s up that something had happened and there was going to be an inquiry. so instead of letting his son get potentially caught-up in the aftermath, Levasseur Sr. was like pack your bags! ur going to america son!

Bas is a city kid; he’s used to doing whatever he likes, on his own schedule, with no shortage of things to do or people to do them with. That’s the only lifestyle he’s ever really known. So finding himself in a relatively small town in CT, away from his large social circle in Montreal, is.... less than ideal. He’s so, so bored. He frequents parties, goes out a lot, but he’s still bitter about being forced into this weird exile when technically, he never got in any real trouble. As a result, he often comes off as very aloof and disdainful; he doesn’t wanna be here, and you can tell.

One way he’s found to combat the boredom is by indulging in an ‘after hours’ activity with some of his new friends: drag racing down darkened highways and winding country roads at night. He even purchased a whole separate car for this purpose, paid in cash; his father doesn’t pay close attention to the ways he spends his money and probably wouldn’t even care, but better to leave it off the credit card statement just in case. Bas has also invested in a couple of mods; with racing brakes, suspension modifications, and a modified turbo engine that adds another 200 horsepower, the already-powerful car has become a mean contender on the streets. His friends can get sentimental about their vehicles, throwing fits over every scratch and dent, but Bas' attitude about his Toyota is very blasé. It's just a car, the same way that the three-floor townhouse his dad rents him in Lovell is just a place. He has no personal attachment to these types of things- but he does like to win.

more about his personality + other random tidbits... 

he’s a dual major in Finance + International Business, though the second major he only added bc he already had a lot of transfer credits from McGill

literally ALWAYS on his phone. might as well be prosthetically attached to his hand. never really clear what he’s doing, but he’s absolutely that guy that spends the entire lecture openly texting or scrolling thru social media and still manages to have one of the highest averages in class

also known to carry on long phone conversations in common areas, speaking rapid-fire French into his headphones so it looks like he’s talking to thin air; if you dare to make the mistake of thinking he’s talking to you, or try to interrupt him, there’s a dirty look coming ur way

certified hype-beast and sneakerhead. has an affection for luxury streetwear with four figure price tags, and owns a seemingly endless supply of it (check out that Balenciaga hoodie and those fresh Nike x Off Whites)

listens to French and English rap, plus a lot of synthy, bass-boosted EDM 

races a white Toyota Supra with black flame decals on the front bumper; his normie car is a Tesla (go green!)

very intelligent, so he doesn’t break much of a (visible) sweat keeping his grades as good as they are, but he also doesn’t cut classes or slack off. he’s definitely judgmental of people who do.

when it comes to his personality, he’s on the low-key and less talkative side, but his quiet isn’t the kind that feels like it’s an invite for you to start talking to him... very much the opposite. he gives off the vibe that he’s difficult to impress, and that he doesn’t really have time for ppl who aren’t on his level. whatever that may mean. ‾\_(ツ)_/‾

lactose-intolerant... thinks poutine is vile (fight me). but will make an exception for a McDonalds McFlurry even if it means popping a lactaid pill

doesn’t drink a whole lot, smokes weed on occasion but mostly sticks to Juuling; he's usually the most sober by default, and usually the one filming his friends doing stupid shit whenever they’re wasted

very secretive; prefers to exist as something of an enigma. hardly divulges any information about himself, his family, or really any aspect of his current or former life. (noel miller vc: y’all don’t even know my fucking race!)

an extension of this is that his sexuality is also... completely mysterious. girls? boys? anyone? if you know, you know, and if you don’t, you don’t. 

has some issues with anxiety and you’d NEVER be able to clock him for it; his outward response is to get short-tempered and snappy, but he keeps himself regularly medicated (Ativan gang gang!) and this curbs any major attacks.

likes watching strange and sometimes disturbing arthouse and indie movies

somehow always has eyebags like he hasn’t slept in weeks, yet has perfect, flawless skin?? drop your skincare routine Bas

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The parking lot of the strip mall was abandoned at this time of night, the floodlights overhead spilling out oversaturated blue light. He’d put this off for weeks now, trying to find a way to convince Bas that no, drifting wasn’t that cool, it wasn’t even that fun, but he’d had no luck. In truth, it just tore the shit out of components of his car, and Bas’ car would be too hard to learn in.  He’d taught himself with YouTube videos in parking lots like this, changing the burned rubber in the rain and sleet for another clean turn around the track. Now, the lot a makeshift track with stolen traffic cones set up in a loop, Maks grit his teeth against the cold as he eyed his friend in the driver’s seat of his car, windows rolled down and nearly bald tires on the rear. He dragged the toe of his boot against the pavement, half slick with melted snow. Sliding into the passenger side, he nodded at the track. “Hit the turn. Brake to shift weight and flick into the corner—hard, but you don’t want to spin. That’ll get the drift going. Come off the brake when you’re in the turn, and slam the throttle. Play with the wheel to keep it clean, and come out of the drift. Rotate back and release the gas. Should grip up again.” He tapped one hand on the dashboard before reaching down to turn up the stereo (a six CD masterpiece, he refused to be embarrassed about burning his music). “Probably won’t get it on your first go. You ready?”

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Pawing desperately at his pockets, Teddy let out a rather barbaric, “Fuck!” when he realized he’d lost his lighter somewhere along the way from building to quad. Amidst the outburst, a few students had turned to face Teddy, but he only noticed the one he recognized, “Bas! Bonjour!” he butchered, “Please, monsieur, a lighter for zee needy?” @bastien-levasseur​

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Québec Citadel (No. 7)

Cap Diamant's strategic value was identified by Samuel de Champlain in 1608 and led him to found Quebec City at the base of the escarpment. The promontory was practically insurmountable and thus the only side of the settlement ever to be heavily fortified was the west, the only one not naturally protected by the hill.The first protective wall (enceinte)—Major Provost's palisade—was built by command of Governor General of New France Louis de Buade, sieur de Frontenac and completed just in time for the Battle of Quebec in 1690. Three years later, a plan by engineer Josué Boisberthelot de Beaucours for new, 75 m (246 ft) wide enceinte was developed by the French military engineer Jacques Levasseur de Néré and approved in 1701 by King Louis XIV's Commissary General of Fortifications, Sébastien Le Prestre de Vauban.

The proposal to build a full fort was deemed by the government in France to be too costly, despite both the importance and vulnerability of Quebec City. After the fall of Louisbourg in 1745, considerable work on the battlements took place under the direction of military engineer Gaspard-Joseph Chaussegros de Léry. 

The first British Lieutenant Governor of Quebec, General James Murray, saw the weakness of Quebec City's defences (indeed, Murray's post existed precisely because the British had conquered Quebec City four years before Murray's appointment as governor in 1763). He urged the construction of a citadel, but the imperial government at Westminster, like the French before, deemed a large fort to be of little value; a smaller, wooden citadel was built.

During the American Revolutionary War, after seizing Montreal in the autumn of 1775, American rebels, led by General Richard Montgomery and Benedict Arnold, attempted to take Quebec on 31 December. There, Montgomery was killed and Arnold wounded and forced to retreat. The Americans attempted to keep Quebec under siege, but withdrew after the arrival of British reinforcements in the spring of 1776.

As tensions between the United Kingdom and the United States, as well as fears of further rebellion in British North America,grew in the late 18th century, the British reinforced the defences of their colonies according to a plan drawn up in the 1790s by Gother Mann.The ramparts around the Upper Town cliff and four martello towers (still extant) on the Plains of Abraham were completed before 1812. A citadel was a key part of Mann's design, but no fort was built because the cost was deemed prohibitive.That opinion finally shifted following the War of 1812; as part of a wider improvement of Canada's defences coordinated by the Duke of Richmond, then Governor-in-Chief of British North America,the existing star fort was built between 1820 and 1850 under the direction of Lieutenant Colonel Elias Walker Durnford of the Royal Engineers. Intended to secure Quebec City against the Americans and serve as a refuge for the British garrison in the event of attack or rebellion, the Citadelle incorporated a section of the French enceinte of 1745 and the layout was based on Sébastien Le Prestre de Vauban's design for an arms, munitions, and supplies depot, as well as a barracks. That, though, was somewhat of an anachronism by the time of the fort's completion, in comparison to other contemporary European military architecture. Additional buildings were completed in 1850.

After Canadian Confederation in 1867, Canada became responsible for its own defence; the British departed the Citadelle in 1871.Two batteries of the Royal Canadian Artillery were established at the Citadelle and an artillery school was opened in 1871, followed by a cavalry school. Since 1920, the Citadelle has been the home station of the Royal 22e Régiment of the Canadian Forces. From the late 19th century, living conditions for soldiers at the fort gradually improved; canteens were opened and the casemates were made more comfortable.The preservation of much of the fortifications and defences of Quebec is due to the intervention of Governor General of Canada the Marquess of Dufferin and Ava, who also established the Citadelle as a viceregal residence in 1872, reviving a tradition dating to the founding of New France.

The Quebec Conferences of 1943 and 1944, in which Governor General of Canada the Earl of Athlone, Prime Minister of Canada William Lyon Mackenzie King, British Prime Minister Winston Churchill, and US President Franklin D. Roosevelt discussed strategy for World War II, were held at the Citadelle of Quebec.

The Historic Sites and Monuments Board of Canada designated the Citadel as a national historic site in 1946.The fortress was designated as a National Historic Site of Canada in 1980 and, five years later, the Historic District of Old Québec, of which the Citadelle is a part, was placed on UNESCO's list of World Heritage Sites.

Source: Wikipedia

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would you ever fuck your roommates

Nah, it’d literally kill me to try and explain to them that I don’t just play Fifa with the guys I invite over. / @maks-lawrence @bastien-levasseur

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USA/FRANCE: NOLA French Connection Brass Band, nouvel album à découvrir

NOLA French Connection Brass Band Nouvel album NOLA French Connection Sortie le 21/09 2018 chez Fo Feo Productions

En concert le 15/16 octobre à la Boule Noire

Créé à La Nouvelle-Orléans, NOLA French Connection Brass Band s'est directement inspiré des légendaires brass band locaux.  NOLA, contraction de New Orleans Louisiana, s'est donné le défi de jouer et transmettre le plus fidèlement possible la musique des second lines néo-orléanaises. Mêlant hip-hop, funk et jazz, le brass band combine les rythmes entraînants des percussions aux puissants riffs des cuivres, avec une énergie contagieuse.

Le 21 septembre, le NOLA French Connection Brass Band est de retour avec son second album à l'énergie incroyable et au groove très entraînant. Grâce à la puissance de sa section cuivre et à une rythmique sans faille, l'auditeur se retrouve vite entrainé dans la  multitude des influences qui fait l'originalité de leur musique où l'on retrouve des clins d'oeil à Bootsy Coolins, Parliament, George Clinton ou Maceo Parker.

Mêlant hip-hop, soul, funk et jazz, les neuf musiciens du NOLA Brass Bandproposent un jeu d'ensemble très énergique qui prend toute sa dimension dans ses performances live. On pourra les retrouver les 15 et 16 octobre en concert à la Boule Noire pour la sortie de l'album, puis en tournée dans toute la France.

Pour regarder et diffuser la vidéo du NOLA French Connection Brass Band :

https://youtu.be/VgF34PMFZgo

NOLA French Connection, créé en Nouvelle-Orléans en novembre 2016, est un groupe de 9 musiciens parisiens. NOLA s’inspire directement des brass band locaux et fait un premier passage remarqué dans l'émission de Dan Meyer sur la radio Louisianaise WWOZ. 

Mêlant hip-hop, funk et jazz, le groupe se focalise sur le jeu d'ensemble, ce qui lui permet de déployer une énergie « puissante » en live. Partis effectuer une sorte de pèlerinage initiatique où les brass band sont rois, les musiciens fondateurs de NOLA ont pu boire à la source la musique qu’ils aimaient. Tremper leurs instruments dans ce creuset culturel, s’imprégner des conventions musicales de ces formations issues des quartiers de La Nouvelle-Orléans et oser jouer avec les musiciens locaux, voilà le résumé de ce que fût ce premier passage sur les terres de leurs idoles.

S’ils connaissaient les grands papas de cette musique (Dirty Dozen Brass band, Rebirth Brass Band, Hot8, etc…) il leur fallait pouvoir sentir la pulsation de cette musique. À leur retour , la décision était prise pour que ce passage en Louisiane ne soit pas simplement une découverte mais une mise en appétit pour lancer un projet : NOLA (New Orleans Louisiana) French Connection Brass Band était né.

Le groupe signe un premier album survitaminé de 7 titres composés par Hippolyte Fevre, le leader et trompettiste du groupe. Des titres d’une énergie cuivrée que la mise sur support numérique n’a pas dénaturée, une rythmique implacable, des chorus enlevés, autant d’ingrédients réunis dans une marmite prête à exploser pour déclencher la danse et la fête où se mêlent le funk, la soul, le hip hop et le jazz.

Les compositions s’articulent autour de questions/réponses entre les 9 instrumentistes de Nola et dans lesquelles s’intercalent des chorus d’instruments ou des riffs de cuivres où les clins d’oeil aux maîtres Bootsy Coolins, George Clinton ou Maceo Parker sont nombreux ! 

Le Nola French Connection sera en concert le 20 septembre à Vitry-le-François (L’Orange Bleue), le 29 septembre à Paris (Disney Love Jazz), le 12 octobre lors du Nancy Jazz Pulsations à Nancy, le 15 & 16 octobre à Paris (La Boule Noire) et le 18 octobre à Tourcoing lors du Tourcoing Jazz Festival.

Hippolyte FEVRE – Trompette/Chant

Gabriel LEVASSEUR – Trompette Chant

Nicolas BENEDETTI – Trombone/Chant

Michael BALLUE – Trombone/Chant

Bastien WEEGER – Sax/Chant

Johan BARRER – Grosse Caisse

Florent BERTEAU – Caisse Claire

Tao ERHLICH – Percussions

Rémi CRETAL – Sousaphone

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Trophée Bailli de Suffren : de Saint-Tropez à Porto Rotondo en Sardaigne

Trophée Bailli de Suffren atteint pour sa première escale au départ de Saint-Tropez, Porto Rotondo en Sardaigne. Cette XVI° édition de la course des « gentlemen sailors » a pour marraine la célèbre navigatrice Maud Fontenoy . Après deux autres escales, Trapani en Sicile et La Valette à Malte, les équipages sont attendus à Saint-Tropez le 5 juillet 2017.

Trophée Bailli de Suffren :

Après les confirmations d’inscription, le contrôle du matériel de sécurité à bord des voiliers, la jolie et gustative soirée des équipages sur le môle Jean Réveille, le briefing des équipages a lieu samedi matin à la Société Nautique de Saint-Tropez. Après la cérémonie de départ sur le Port avec la bénédiction des Bateaux en lice par le Père Gouarin, le Trophée Bailli de Suffren prend le départ samedi 24 juin à 12h07. Pour cette XVIème édition, la marraine n’était autre que Maud Fontenoy, la navigatrice aux multiples exploits notamment à la rame, 10e vice-présidente du conseil régional de Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur déléguée au développement durable, à l’énergie et à la mer. Après avoir reçu les insignes de chevalier de l’ordre national du Mérite à l’Elysée en 2007, elle a été décorée par les fondateurs, Christian Benoît et Henri-Christian Schroeder, de la médaille de l’ordre naval des chevaliers corsaires du Trophée Bailli de Suffren au même titre que Patrick Hifsud, ambassadeur de Malte et Charles-Henri Leulier de la Faverie du Ché, Le vice-amiral d’escadre, préfet maritime de la Méditerranée (en photo avec Christian Benoit).

Le majestueux 15mJI MARISKA en tête de la flotte

Avec la participation des voiliers de Tradition et cette année quelques voiliers modernes de style, près de 12 bateaux dont beaucoup de fidèles de la première heure, se sont élancés de Saint-Tropez vers leur première escale à Porto Rotondo. Pour le directeur de Course qui suit la course en parallèle sur un bateau comité et le jury, Jean –André Cherbonnel : « Les prévisions météo ont été bonnes : 8 à 10 N de vent d’Est pour le départ et un régime de Sud/Ouest de 1à à 15 N qui a permis à l’ensemble de la flotte de rallier Porto Rotondo rapidement. Pas de casse sur les bateaux avec une surprise : 25 à 30 N de mistral après les bouches de Bonifacio qui n’étaient pas prévu. Le 15mJI de Christian Niels, Mariska du groupe « époque » a mené la course en tête, arrivant à 18h29 le dimanche 25 juin. Le lundi 26 juin matin, le dernier bateau en course Isis est arrivé à 8h. En dehors de quelques abandons, la flotte est restée groupée tout au long du parcours et la « pétole » nocturne a accueilli les concurrents à l’approche de l’arrivée. Toujours un immense plaisir de retrouver Porto Rotondo et son Yacht Club. Il reste deux jours de repos aux concurrents avant de reprendre la mer, le 28 juin à midi, direction la seconde escale en Sicile, Trapani,».

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Les résultats de cette première étape

(Parcours : 193 M – coeff. 1 (Saint-Tropez / Porto Rotondo)): Groupe CLA (CLASSIQUES CIM) : 1 – STIREN – LEVASSEUR JACQUES 2- EUGENIA V – LEVEN JEAN MICHEL 3- BEG-HIR – VITOUX JEAN JACQUES

Groupe EPO (EPOQUES CIM) 1- MARISKA – REDREAU BENJAMIN 2 – THALATTA- CERRATOSA RAPHAEL 3- ISIS- GOUDARD HERVE 4- NORDWIND- VECCIA ALEX

GROUPE SOT (SPIRIT OF TRADITION) 1- XANTUS- DE BROUWER BASTIEN 2 TAOS – BRJOST OLIVIER

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How (not) to evacuate a Ship

In early May of 1825 La Fayette was travelling on the Ohio onboard the Artisan when the ship suddenly ran into trouble.

Twelve o’clock struck, and sleep was beginning to invite us to repose, when our vessel suddenly received a horrible shock, and stopped short. At this extraordinary concussion, the general awoke with a 159start, his son sprung from his bed, half dressed, and I ran on deck to learn what was the matter. I there found two of our fellow passengers, whom anxiety had brought up, but who were returning, saying we had probably struck on a sand bank, and that there was no danger. Not trusting this opinion, I went into the great cabin; all the passengers were in a state of great agitation, but still in doubt as to the nature of the accident; some had not even quitted their beds. Decided on not going below without positively ascertaining the real state of things, I seized a light and ran forward, the captain arrived there about the same time, we opened the hatches, and ran forward; the hold was already half filled with water, which rushed in torrents through a large opening. “A snag! a snag!” cried the captain, “hasten Lafayette to my boat! bring Lafayette to my boat.” This cry of distress had reached the great cabin, and every mouth repeated it with dismay, but it had not been heard in our cabin, where I found the general, who had, by the advice of his son, permitted himself to be partly dressed by his faithful Bastien. “What news?” said he, on seeing me enter. “That we shall go to the bottom, general, if we cannot extricate ourselves, and we have not a moment to spare.” And I immediately began to collect my papers, which I threw pell-mell into my port-folio; George Lafayette on his part, hastily collected those objects he thought most necessary to his father, and begged him to follow us, but his toilet not being yet made, he wished us to go first and provide means of escape. “What!” cried his son, “do you think that in such circumstances we will leave you for a moment?” and immediately we each seized a hand and dragged him towards the door. He followed us, smiling at our haste, and began to ascend with us, but had scarcely reached the middle of the stairs, when he perceived that he had forgotten his snuff-box, ornamented with a picture of Washington, and wished to return for it; I went to the end of the cabin, found it and brought it to him. At this time the rolling of the vessel was so violent and irregular, and the tumult over our heads augmented to such a degree, that I believed we should not have time to escape before she sunk. At last, we reached the deck, where all the passengers were in the greatest confusion, some bringing their trunks, others looking for the boat, and crying out for Lafayette.

Auguste Levasseur, Lafayette in America in 1824 and 1825; or Journal of Travels in the United States, Translated from the French, Volume 2, New-York, 1829, p. 159-160.