Musings
from the fog off Nova Scotia
After a rainy afternoon in Baddeck we caught a nice weather window and left the Bras d’ Or smoothly with the kind help of the
lock operators at St. Peters. Since the waters were mostly calm we crossed the Canso Channel to the harbor of
Canso – just at the tip of mainland Nova Scotia. This protected harbor offered a secure
anchorage for the night. The town was
picturesque from the boat dominated by a square white church and simple
buildings drawn by children, but we did not get off to explore. As we relaxed
we were treated to one of the most colorful sunsets of our trip. The next evening on the news we heard and saw
photos from all along the coast taken by others who enjoyed the same vibrant
scene. (And we thought we were special!)
In
the morning we left with the wispy fog to feel our way out to the Atlantic. Once off shore the swells did not set well
with my stomach – my theory is because I could not see the horizon – it was
cloaked in fog until about 2 in the afternoon.
About the time the fog finally lifted we were headed into shore for a
night in Fisherman’s Harbour. With a
little afternoon sunshine we explored in the dink – slipping on the slim and
seaweed encrusted rocks to reach the shore which had little more than bigger
rocks to offer. It was a little exercise
off boat which made a nice change. Then
Steve made a diving examination of the stern thruster – the pesky thing is once
again not working up to standard. We are
not sure if the problems relate to our “oops” in the Bahamas or something new…. Always something to keep the big guy
busy. We are happy to report that the
fog horns and the black box crafted by Tommy are working perfectly – perhaps too
perfectly if one is on deck and unexpectedly the horns are activated. (chalk it all up to exercise – vertical leaps
and accelerated heart rate???)
One
additional lesson from the last few days – the coast of Nova Scotia is rough
and has some high cliffs which seem to impede the radio signals. Stations come
and go at random. However, for a long stretch we had the best country western
station – almost all the songs were sung in French. Even the ones we knew in English sounded
better in French. We might have discovered the best way for us to listen to
Country Western music? Just a bonus for cruising
in the waters off “Acadia”.
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