Tuesday, July 10, 2007
WHEW!!!!! They made it to Port aux Basques ............... last Saturday, but they had limited communications resources, apparently, so no-one called or e-mailed me to let me know. I have to admit I was getting a bit anxious since I had expected they would arrive before yesterday (Monday) and no word from anyone seemed to indicate to me that they were in some sort of difficulty away from radio/phone range. Anyway, Erik has joined they and MOKUM is on its way to St. John's along the rugged south coast of Newfoundland. No pictures at this time, but Pim and Rainer will be returning early next week or on the weekend and they ought to have a lot of wonderful shots of the trip from Quebec to St. John's, complete with whales and whatever caught their fancy
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Finally we know they are still out there on the salty cold waters of Newfoundland.Are they still in good spirits and good health?
Hope to here more soon.
Hope you guys are haveing a wonderfull time, I sure have following you guys at this blog.Can"t help thinking about another great canadain Sailboat, as sung by STAN ROGERS
BLUENOSE
Once again with the tide she slips her lines
Turns her head and comes awake
Where she lay so still there at Privateer's Wharf
Now she quickly gathers way
She will range far south from the harbour mouth
And rejoice with every wave
Who will know the Bluenose in the sun
Feel her bow rise free of Mother Sea
In a sunburst cloud of spray
That stings the cheek while the rigging will speak
Of sea-miles gone away
She is always best under full press
Hard over as she'll lay
And who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
Who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
The proud, fast Queen of the Grand Banks Fleet
Portrayed on every dime
Knew hard work in her time...hard work in every line
The rich men's toys of the Gloucester boys
With their token bit of cod
They snapped their spars and strained to pass her by
But she left them all behind
Now her namesake remains to show what she has been
What every schoolboy remembers and will not come again
To think she's the last of the Grand Banks Schooners
That fed so many men
And who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
Who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
So does she not take wing like a living thing
Child of the moving tide
See her pass with grace on the water's face
With clean and quiet pride
Our own tall ship of great renown still lifts unto the sky
And who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
Who will know the Bluenose in the sun?
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