blending an assortment of thoughts and experiences for my friends, relations and kindred spirit

blending an assortment of thoughts and experiences for my friends, relations and kindred spirit
By Alison Hobbs, blending a mixture of thoughts and experiences for friends, relations and kindred spirits.

Wednesday, August 6, 2008

Posted from Lourdes-de-Blanc-Sablon

It's been a long day and how we got to Blanc-Sablon is a long story that I'm too tired to tell this evening, but here we are at the Auberge 4-Saisons where we've had a warm welcome, including a bowl of clam chowder which I ate at the table on the left: click here. Chris is lying on the bed reading a book lent to him by the proprietor about The Bremen, the first aircraft to fly the Atlantic non stop east to west which crashed close to here. The boy who spotted the plane from here in April 1928 told the locals that there was a fish in the sky. All three people in that 'plane survived, by the way.

Today we landed—quite safely!—at Natashquan and St Augustin (143 Nautical Miles beyond the End Of The Road) before stopping here. We were intending to call it a day at St Augustin but got trapped at the airport with no means of getting out or contacting the person who was supposed to bring a boat across the river to pick us up ... details later ... all we could do was fly on to the last airport on the coast before night fell. The sun set as we tied down, 684 kilometres beyond Sept Iles.

The other reason I'm not going to add more this evening is that I'm awestruck by the beauty and uniqueness of what we've seen today, under clear blue skies. I'm going to need time to digest this.

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