We first became aware of the tragedy of the Empress of Ireland last year at the Pier 21 museum in Halifax where several of her artifacts are on display. There, we learned that her sinking resulted in the greatest loss … Continue reading →
New crew now settled in, Windleblo set sail for Summerside, PEI’s second city, floating under the Confederation Bridge on the way. Built in the mid-1990’s, this eight-mile-long series of connected concrete arches changed PEI forever, replacing ferries and diminishing isolation … Continue reading →
Well, if it’s possible, I think we’ve found the nicest Canadians yet. Everywhere we’ve been in this country, the people we’ve met have been very welcoming and kind. Now it seems the people of Charlottetown, PEI, have taken the cake. … Continue reading →
Today I wore the “Sorry” t-shirt I got from the Irish. It’s a comfortable black cotton short sleeved t-shirt with only one word screen printed across the front – “Sorry.” I wore it for no particular reason, other than it … Continue reading →
Launch here is like an Amish barn raising. There’s no boatyard staff to assist, just one guy who comes over with the travel lift after a full shift of lobstering, which starts at 3 a.m. Peter, the lobsterman, had brought … Continue reading →
Today, Windleblo was launched at Souris Marina, Prince Edward Island, Canada. The season has begun! Spring commissioning has not been without challenges – skinned knuckles during engine work, unexpected broken components, friendly Canadian border agents telling us to comply with … Continue reading →
Leg 1: Souris, PEI, to Charlottetown, PEI, via International Waters; May 30 – June 15 (250 nm) May 30 Air travel to Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island, Canada May31 – Jun8 Spring commissioning, Souris Harbour Jun 9 – 13 Shakedown cruise … Continue reading →
Watch & imagine… … Continue reading →
Who’d a thunk it? Just off the Newfoundland coast sits a piece of France. Not French Canada, but actually France, with EU license plates, euros, 220 volt electricity, boulangeries, patisseries, metropolitan atmosphere, and Frenchmen (& women) everywhere. Quite a contrast with … Continue reading →
Moving east, one fjord at a time, a pattern emerged. Motor up a fjord, anchor, dinghy to the mouth of the stream at the head of the fjord, hike high up the stream, find a large flat rock from which … Continue reading →