Welcome to St John’s

After a calm night where the only sound we heard was the waterfall, we lifted anchor and motored out of Aquaforte/Cape Boyle Harbor.

We were happy to see that the fog was far out to sea and enjoyed a sunny and warm downwind sail along the impressive east coast of Newfoundland.

The crew became quite proficient in hoisting and dowsing the gennaker as we tried to sail whenever the breeze kicked in.

While we saw an occasional whale here and there, we did not even get close to the very large number the evening before.

We rounded the eastern-most point of continental North America, Cape Spear (a historic site, marked by a 19th century lighthouse), and aimed at the narrow opening between the impressive rock formations to get us into St John’s harbor.

We motored past Signal Hill with walking trails and the site of the first transatlantic wireless communication, Cabot Tower, which commemorates John Cabot’s discovery of Newfoundland.

For centuries, Newfoundland was the largest supplier of salt cod in the world, and St. John’s Harbour was the center of the trade. As early as 1627, the merchants of Water Street were doing a thriving business buying fish, selling goods, and supplying alcohol to soldiers and sailors.

Despite numerous attempts with the authorities to get a spot a little closer to town, we ended up at the far end of the very industrial harbor, got cleared in by Customs and soon had a French sailing vessel, Eilean from Marseille, tied up to us.

We were quite surprised about the high temperatures, rigged the fly over the cockpit for some shade and celebrated our arrival with the very nice Scotch that Dan had brought along (Shackelton – based on an antique blend of Mackinlay’s rare old highland whiskey).

A nice meal in town followed by life music in an Irish pup rounded off another perfect day.

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