Joan and Brian
We introduced them many years ago and wound up at a party at my then residence ...a camp on the ledge in St Stephen's N. B. That introduction culminated in them forming a long term relationship doing something we all swore we wouldn't do again....get married!
We met at the boat in Eastport along with Marshall and Ruth Lucas, Joe and Cindy McMahon . and Brian's daughter and husband, Frank McCallum and Staci. They brought salads, vegetable,cheese and fruit platters and of course adult beverages and we supplied the hamburgers, hot dogs and barbecue.
The sun was bright and warm as we left the dock at Seaview campground but the air chilled as we entered the open water to Passamaquoddy Bay and got down right cold as we exited into the Atlantic past Head Harbour Light House. This didn't deter the Canadians who sat openly on the sun pads out front, braving the chilly breeze to try and spot a whale. We glided past harbour seals, cormorants and lots of porpoise as we entered Head Harbour.
The Canadians!!!! Stacey, Brian, Joe, Frank, Cindy and Joan.
Head Harbour Lighthouse and "The Wolves"
Harbour Seals
Head Harbour is a scenic working (fishing/lobstering) harbour that is very secluded and protected from the wind. We quickly warmed up and they got the photo op of a lifetime as we exited with Head Harbour Light House standing proudly at the entrance to the bay. Joe actually knew a girl who lived at the lighthouse when she was young. Her father was the light house keeper during the early years, before things became computerized.
Joe
We meandered through the islands around Deer Island, avoiding the ferries and struggling somewhat against the tidal currents to enter Little Letete Passage. Rocky granite and sandstone cliffs were topped with towering evergreen trees that added an extra fragrance to the pure smelling salty sea air. The passage is narrow and though not a fiord, gives one the uneasy feeling of being up close and personal with the towering cliffs. We rounded the point and easily glided into an anchorage off of Pendelton Island.
The party began in earnest, after an impressively rapid consumption of Black Velvet Whiskey and Beer. The occasional roll of the boat from passing whale watching cruises didn't deter the dancing and frivolity on deck. There were a few stumbles, but no significant injury and everyone was enjoying the music when Stacey decided to relive her youth and go for a swim in the frigid water of the Atlantic. Now we are not talking a quick jump in jump out dip.....no, a true down home Canadian is much heartier...she went for a 20 minute swim around the boat.
As the sun sank in the western sky we turned on Jimmy Buffett and watched from the upper deck as Joan and Brian and company danced most of the way back to dock.
They had drivers waiting for them at the dock knowing that they probably wouldn't be able to navigate safely home. With hugs and kisses we said goodbye as they playfully laughed and giggled there way up the hilly driveway to head home. Beth and I looked knowingly at each other as she commented,"I bet there will be some headaches in the morning!"
"Probably not." I replied. "After all, they are Canadians."
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