Last evening, I visited Wade and Ivy Chamber's home. I fortunately had tried cleaning my MSR Whisperlite again, used new Coleman fuel purchased in Cook's Harbour, and was able to cook my supper. Ironically, everything was just put away and camp was tidied up, when it started to rain. I'd retreated to the comfort of my tent for a while, but visited the Chambers' home to use the phone.

Thanks to Ivy and Wade, I slept very comfortably in the wet weather, but got up early to survey the weather. The water was fairly calm and though it was grey, it wasn't raining, so I departed and was on the water at 6:30, camp disassembled.

But, the predicted southwest wind arrived as well as a deluge of rain. It teemed rain. The entire surface of the water was pocked by raindrops. The wind was moderately strong, but I wondered at the idea of rounding Point Ferolle in inclement weather. I was tired from waking up so early yet again and the paddling conditions were miserable. I got off the water at Bird Cove, a very short paddle from Blue Cove. I should have stayed warm and dry in a spacious bed. But I was chilled, soaked and in Bird Cove where I met Donna Sheppard at the wharf where she purchased some cod from a local fisherman.

Donna took me back to her home in the neighbouring community of Brig Bay to dry out. I'm exploring the area on foot. Presently, I'm at the Big Droke Archaeological Foundation site using the computer thanks to Darlene Mahar. When I'm done typing, I'll go check out the exxhibit on this grey, dreary day.

I feel like having a long nap! And while my hometown of London, Ontario swelters under an intense heatwave, I'm bundled in turtleneck and Goretex.