After spending an extra day at Ramea Island the weather
report was favorable and the fog was expected to burn off. So I set out for St Pierre. I had thought to go as far as Francios
but decided to do the whole trip in one day because of weather uncertainties.
As it turned out that was a good decision. I motored most uneventful all the
way. It was sunny and relatively
warm so I put a chair in the bow and used my remote to steer the boat for about
8 hrs of the 10 spent traveling. I
did spot some whales breaching about 5 miles away, but getting any closer was
impossible, as they would be gone by the time I arrived.
Arriving at St Pierre, I was greeted by Enrique the
harbormaster. He got in touch with
the customs and immigration control folks and after I tied up, they were there
to process me thru. It took less
than 15 minutes to get cleared.
The sailboat regatta was concluding today as the race had been run and
won. There was a band and party tonight at the Yacht Club to which I attended.
First look at France on the approach
St Pierre is a sea port town, with most of the buildings and town nestled in this natural harbour. I was pleased to see that most of the houses and the town in general was neat and in good repair. Notice the colors of the buildings.
I came to St Pierre to celebrate Bastille Day which was
happening in a few more days so that is what I did. I also got a chance to ride my new bike and wear my brand
new helmet around the island.
Bastille Day started with children’s games in the AM. There
were bands and entertainment all day long. When I first entered the crowd I was greeted by an organizer
carrying large trays of Baggett bread and sausage to which I helped myself, I
was next greeted by a wine glass, handed to me by non other than the town
mayor. After that there was a blur of activity all afternoon long, with
pitchers of wine providing refills at strategic intervals.
There was a Pipe and drum band with Scottish dancers from
Nova Scotia providing entertainment at 3 o’clock. They put on a good show. I got pictured with the leader.
In the evening there was a fireworks display. It got cool and I had to wear a heavy
hoodie for warmth.
I met Mr Poulet, and I have no idea his function at Bastille day.
Some pictures from outside the town
Lighthouse facing "Mother France"
This is an old channel marker buoy, notice the basket affair on top. Haven't a clue as to purpose.
Back in town.
On the parking strip for the old airport they are building this new SINGLE building which is the Hospital.
My attempt at a selfie, the store behind me is a rabbit warren of rooms which have a variety of groceries. Meats in one room, veggies in another. Kinda cool. I got a baggett and cheese for tonight.
Hand wenches for pulling up the boats out of water to land.