Saturday 5th, Sunday 6th, Monday 7th July. Storm bound

By 1pm, the winds were blowing strongly across the harbor, but Quinita is pretty well sheltered.  When the ferry goes past however, it sends quite a swell which rolls the boats around a bit.  Forecasted winds are from the SE (blowing us onto the wall), becoming W later, which will blow us off the wall and should be more comfortable. 

We had a coffee at the local hotel, and caught up on internet stuff – bills, blogs and (Teresa) sifting through the hundreds of iceberg photos…  We saw Joe in the hotel and he joined us with his computer.  We had appetizers for lunch and stayed all afternoon with the occasional check on the boats.  It was blowing hard and rainy.  We got caught up on blogging, and other internet stuff and helped Joe download some updates to his Chartplotter, (which took a while since the internet connection was not lightning fast). 

Suddenly it was dinner time, so we did!  Ron had Cod Tongues and Moose Stew.  Yum yum. 

After dinner the rain had eased and we (Ron & Teresa) went for a walk around town before returning to Quinita.  We were being blown off the wall and so had a comfortable nights sleep.

On Sunday, it was still blowing hard when we woke, but we were still pretty comfortable.  It was raining again and cold.  In the afternoon we took a scenic drive to the Rose Blanche lighthouse.  The drive was beautiful and the lighthouse was very interesting.  It had fallen into disrepair and recently been restored.  They made a very nice job of it.  The wind was howling at the lighthouse, almost blowing us over, which made us realize what a nice snug harbor we had for Quinita.  We had another quiet night, despite the wind.

By Monday morning the wind was starting to ease.  The forecast was indicating that we might be able to continue our travels tomorrow.  We’re hoping so.  There’s not really much to do here at Port aux Basque.  In the afternoon we went for a drive with Joe and found some very interesting dirt roads.  After driving through huge potholes at 5 mph for about 45 minutes, the main road re-appeared, but it was touch and go whether a road car would be able to get across the last big dip in the road.  We unloaded passengers to save weight, and cautiously crossed the last hurdle.