By 1200 even Hare Bay looked unlikely so I fell off further to lay Facheux Bay (pronounced locally as "fooo-shee"), some 8 NM distant. Even with the wind on the port quarter (i.e., behind us a bit, for lubbers) the building seas were giving Kerry Deare quite a workout. Estimates are notoriously inaccurate, but I'd say the wind was gusting to the mid-twenties and the occasional sea was 6 to 8 feet. Conditions like these push small boats around like toys.

However the pain was worth the pleasure. We entered Facheux Bay, another fjord, at about 1300 and I was treated to a scene I barely deserved (looking out to sea, left). At 10 miles long, this is the longest fjord in Newfoundland and also the deepest in places (looking ahead up the fjord at right).We anchored in Allan Cove while the wind continued at to boil down from the high surrounding hills and mountains. The pictures speak for themselves. Life is good. We’ll worry about François tomorrow.
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