Dispatch
I am at a folding table at the marine center here in L’anse au Loup. We were here last year. Came in around 3 this morning under power. The wind died around midnight.
We had looked at the Coast Guard flyover report for icebergs earlier in the day, and it showed a few in the area we were in. So we did what you do, get the lights out, a man on the bow and the radar turned on. James had the smart idea to call a large freighter nearby and see what they knew. After a few back and forths they shared that they were not seeing any. We relaxed some but kept a watchful eye.
After settling into the dock a splash of scotch tasted good. We are nestled in between cod fishing boats preparing for the opening day; today of the Cod season. Limits have been lifted some and the crews are excited as Canadians get.
Steve made the foray into town and came back with sweet rolls and news. The marine center where I am now we learned opens at eight and that there is diesel available in the town. As often happens when we come into these towns people come down to visit we lucked out at Boyd was one of them after a little chitchat we were in his truck and headed to the gas station with his Jerry cans to fill with diesel to help top off the tank. He told us about the village his grandchildren. He dropped me off at the grocery store that I had visited last year to stock up and again met with kindness; the person behind me in line only one other person in the store offered a ride back to the boat with my groceries.
We currently plan to leave around 5 PM this evening. The bay and as far as you can see is still as a millpond the expectation is there will be wind. In the meantime we’ll do laundry boat projects and manage the butterflies in our stomachs as we get ready to crossover to Greenland.
A lot of thanks to Jane Rooks (Charlie’s gal) she made a real difference in how the blog works.
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