Saint Pierre for Duck

As with what seems all french islands all over the world, they are in fact actually France in every way except geography. And we were setting off toward Saint Pierre the capital of this french island group, with a mindset to have some proper french food and top up the fridge with cheese and wine. These island are often the last staging post for a Greenland expedition and there were several aluminium expeditions boats in the boat yard. The french are also very keen sailers so Claire and I were very keen to look the part as we sailed off the anchor in the morning. Perfect silent job done we began to slide quietly out of the bay in very light wind. This could be a long slow trip. Never have I been to a place that truly fulfills the fraze every season in a day like the waters of newfoundland. It wasn’t long before we were 7.5knt upwind in flat water 20 knots of breeze and heading into a pea souper of fog, where the temperature will drop 15c. Progress is fast and again the mighty Morvenna averages over 7 knots for the trip. As always 25kts sideways wind while trying to park the boat.
There are 3 other boats on the dock on the way to Greenland and they all end up in the same restaurant as us. Hope they don’t eat our duck.
After a good nights sleep the bikes come out and Claire finds a route around a few headlands and good views to boot finishing in a trendy cafe where they were having a chess tournament.

We make a new fried Aaron a single handed in a Vancouver 27 for who this is his first stop since New York , pretty impressive. Aaron has nice french croissant from a fresh french bakery which he got at 6am with us for breakfast. He is intending to hop to St John’s in a single go. About 300 miles then possibly straight to Ireland. Wow he averages 4 knots. That’s less than 100 miles per day on your own.

Next for us is to pick up Tarquin in Argentina back in Canada which will mean to 50 mile days for us. And checking back into Customs.En savoir plus