This trip has been soo awesome as to the variety of seas that were totally new to me. The great lakes are just mind boggling. Had to keep reminding myself that they were not an ocean and had no tides.
The St. Lawrence River was amazing. Can't even guess the amount of times driving along and by it yet it is a totally different beast when upon it. Tides that give the Bay of Fundy a run for its money. Currents and wind, which when coupled with the tides make you feel like you are in a washer spin cycle.
Then she finally gives way to the salt of the ocean and the swell that is its characteristic. The second night from Gaspe, pitch as black and not daring to go off angle to them after two broke over the gunnels and into the cockpit leaving me knee deep in water and soaked to the bone.
The same H2O but how different they manifest in their own unique ways.
Yeah the poor fisherman. My feeling was that he got ripped off but there are higher principles at stake my High School English Teacher lead me to believe.
Put a YouTube short together for a friend Ann who is always interested in my galley gourmet, but it made me laugh out loud so hopefully you will get a chuckle too. It will be in the post about the crossing from Summerside, PEI to Canso Canal, Nova Scotia.
HiveStreams.live, once he adds a save feature which is on his roadmap.Hoping to expand to some video using @sircork's
Yeppers that's my old piece of coal. Hellooooo! 😁
I imagined you like Ernest Hemingway 🤣 the old man and the sea...🤣
This trip has been soo awesome as to the variety of seas that were totally new to me. The great lakes are just mind boggling. Had to keep reminding myself that they were not an ocean and had no tides.
The St. Lawrence River was amazing. Can't even guess the amount of times driving along and by it yet it is a totally different beast when upon it. Tides that give the Bay of Fundy a run for its money. Currents and wind, which when coupled with the tides make you feel like you are in a washer spin cycle.
Then she finally gives way to the salt of the ocean and the swell that is its characteristic. The second night from Gaspe, pitch as black and not daring to go off angle to them after two broke over the gunnels and into the cockpit leaving me knee deep in water and soaked to the bone.
The same H2O but how different they manifest in their own unique ways.
Yeah the poor fisherman. My feeling was that he got ripped off but there are higher principles at stake my High School English Teacher lead me to believe.
Put a YouTube short together for a friend Ann who is always interested in my galley gourmet, but it made me laugh out loud so hopefully you will get a chuckle too. It will be in the post about the crossing from Summerside, PEI to Canso Canal, Nova Scotia.