St. Julien
It’s cloudy for the short 9 nautical miles from Maiden Arm to Great St. Julien Harbour near Grandois. We pass by a seal and a lone caribou as we make our way back out through the s-curves and into The Fischot Islands. Whale spouts can barely be picked out off the grey horizon. Three dolphins swim close to the boat, surfacing twice to make sure we see them.
Our short journey brings us to anchor just off the east shore Great St. Julien Harbour. A small boat is beached at the end of the bay; someone is berry picking. The cloudberries must be ripe by now!
There isn’t much here except for two cemeteries and what appears to be two deserted cabins. So we are quite startled when we hear voices close by: a group of about 12 people are on the west shore, perhaps a school group. They are studying something but take the time for a friendly wave.
During lunch the silhouette of two caribou appears on the top of the ridge and we find it quite comical when they lay down leaving only their ears and antlers visible to us. We feel we are now the ones being watched!
We spend a lazy afternoon reading and napping. Harald tries jigging for cod but seems there aren’t any or they don’t like ham. (We later learned you don’t need bait to catch cod!)
There is no wind when we leave early on Saturday morning, heading to Conche, about 4 hours further south. The caribou are on the ridge again and we can barely make them out as we pass under the rocky cliffs. We are also visited by another small pod of orcas but this time they keep a safe distance. Puffins flit around the boat; their clown-like faces makes us chuckle.
Departing