The second vessel in two days passing through going north was this vessel.
They took on several truck loads of fuel while here.
Lot more chatty than the crew of previous boat, though I was not corrected when told it was a 'research vessel' and I carried on as if they meant 'fishing research', naughty little chap.
Hope all their chickens have wooden legs, not for being misled or anything , but for playing a role in the future devastation of a pristine part of the world.
Funny how ones body adjusts to temperatures very quickly. All these low temps and foggy cloudy weather plays games with the psychic.
Then as soon as it warms up a little the old body does not take it well, walking out the front door yesterday into 15 degrees felt like walking into an oven.
After a time things adjusted and it felt like heaven, especially with a breeze from the ocean.
It made it up to 21, the next three days are looking similar then back into the doldrums if the long range forecast can be believed.
Could this be a game changer in the Torngat Nation Park? Carrying a gun does make some sense, but on the other hand there are some cowboys out there, maybe some will be lulled into a false sense of security.
Wait and see what regulations they come up with.
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