The Nomads

Gander
Rain


We were off early from the hotel to try and make it to La Scie, an old Basque fishing village tucked away at the very tip of the Baie Verte peninsula(an area known between 1500 and 1900 as the French shore, Le Petit Nord). The name of the town is french for “saw” because the hills around the harbour look like saw teeth.
We drove all day in rain and mist to get there and the last fifteen miles of road were a nightmare but the trip was worth it for the view from the top of Island Cove.
It would have been nice to drop in to Nipper Harbour but I really wasn’t up to seventeen kilometres of dirt road on a rainy day.
We pulled up for the night in Flatwater Pond where we shared our campfire with a local young couple, Joel from Ming’s Bight and Meagan from Nipper harbour on the opposite side of the peninsula. How did they ever hook up? Well they ‘was to a “cabin party” where we first seen each other.’
Joel had just returned from nine weeks off Greenland, his first time away working on a Turbot boat and Meagan was some happy to have him back!