Great Harbour Deep

It’s still 30C and is forecast to stay that way all day, which will mean no wind. We swap details and say goodbye to Hansel and Gretel (I forgot there names already). They are heading to Labradore too so it will be embarrassing later. When we inevitably bump into them. We manage to motor sail which makes the trip less painful. Whale and dolphins are back on the daily agenda and that never gets old. Deep harbour is chosen because its not to far to motor and our Ovni Mates from La scie said it was pretty, they were right. It also had promises of a pretty trout stream at the head. Not disappointed. We wriggle our way through the NE arm. Over the bar and into what feels like a still pond. The sun has 2 or 3 hours left in it and We get the dinghy in sharpish so we can go and investigate the river, and the fishing potential. Pretty and isolated wilderness river, it’s what us fly fishers dream of. Tarquin even gets a Lesson. Which includes him burying a stone fly in my leg while I take a photo. Im not cross, I rember catching my own dog duffle while learning in Scotland many years ago.Baca lagi