Along the way I passed one of the many stacks of wood that one sees in small clearings on both sides of the road. Who'se they are, and what purpose they serve is a mystery, but there are a lot of them.
The Apollo, a roll-on roll-off ferry is by no means a new vessel but it does the job. The Strait of Belle Isle crossing in fog and on a calm sea took no more than two hours, time spent in the forward lounge checking emails and reading a book.
This is a view of the jetty in St. Barbe,
and one of the ship arriving in Blanc Sablon.
OK, now here's a small but not insignificant detail. There is a one and a half hour time difference between Newfoundland and Québec. No big deal, right? Except that the telephone/cell network operates on Newfoundland time. Now try to figure out at what time to set the alarm on the cellphone to make it for a 6:00 am (Québec time) delivery of my motorcycle at the Blanc Sablon dockside offices of Relais Nordik.
Blanc Sablon, as the following picture attests, is on the tundra. There are no trees.
The views of the water and parts of the town from my room's front window
and from a shrine to the Virgin Mary built on a rock outcrop to the west of the village are spectacular.
For those who have been wondering why there are no reports on the meals I've had recently, well the reason is that there's no news to report on that front. Here's hoping that the next few days will change that.
There are apparently wifi zones on the ship so we'll see if we can communicate. I am looking forward to the leisurely cruise along the North Shore.
À bientôt!
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