Uncoming foreigners

Never been fond of the english word in relation to an unknown, a stranger,
– who knows if people are strangers before you have met them before.?
After rounding the norman peninsula early this morning,
now with heading directly towards the mouth of the river Seine
– between Le Havre and Honfleur – back to start with the sun in the back.
An oncoming boat heading towards Jersey on the other side of the peninsula.
The radio contact indicates that these aren’t “strange” strangers.