and a nice lunch ashore, we're back at the boat and have switched to long sleeves and pants. Not much else to say, and it may be tough to keep up a weblog, unless we include book reports!
Two nights ago, we attended a fish fry at the Dinghy Club with many American yachties. Nice people, and we have much in common with them. However, many of this group arrived in very large boats, and made the crossing with little thought to the weather. There was a lot of testosterone bragging about what they put their boats through. Many of them are now getting repairs done, thanks to all the payments people make to insurance. I'm a bit annoyed with that. The meal was great, though, and the
company wasn't bad at all.
There are about 25 boats in St. George Harbour now at any one time. A few arrive through the cut, and a few more leave each day. Most are massive, some are beautiful, and some are truly intriguing - with any number of freestanding and fixed spars, bow sprits, and stern sprits and pushpits to manage big mizzens. Yesterday there were only 3 Canadian vessels, and they were all catamarans (ours was by far the smallest, of course). Today, two more Canadian boats, monohulls, are in port.
We met a single hander, Buck, with a boat called "Nomad. Nomad is a 38 foot aluminum hulled sloop, and because his wife really doesn't do the boat thing, he chooses not to miss out and travels alone enjoying a brief visit from her here and there. His home is Florida and in May of this year, he headed north to go around Newfoundland and along his way, enjoyed Miscou Island and Baddeck. He had great stories to tell of the people he met along the way. He told us that never in his life did he wear
long johns for then entire summer! He headed straight from NS south to Bermuda which took him 10 days. He described rough weather, but didn't seem to be overly upset by it all. He was great company at the Fish Fry, and yesterday, he dropped by a bag of his favourite books as loaners.
Cheers for now,
Laurie
