On Friday night we set sail from Sydney to begin the Atlantic crossing over to Newfoundland. Big water = Big Waves. Although I enjoyed the rolling seas, several people on the C3 were hit hard by the motion so it was a quiet day on board. I took the opportunity to head out to an upper deck to ride the waves and take some photos.
It was simply amazing to watch the Polar Prince cut through the wind and the waves. As it crashes through each wave I could see the many different colours of the sea. The fog was really thick so there wasn’t a lot to see but I knew we must be getting close to land as we where scheduled to arrive by around 2 pm.
Tracy joined me around 1:30 pm and when I pointed out what looked like clouds on the horizon we suddenly realized it was actually waves hitting the shoreline, and then suddenly, there it was in front of us.
It could have been a scene out of Lord of the Rings or Game of Thrones as we entered into a channel and the seas calmed.
It. was. amazing.
Waterfalls, lush greenery and rugged rocks welcomed us into Francois (pronounced Fransway) – and outpost that was established in the 1800s. It is now home to 73 people, including 9 children.
We were welcomed by the Mayor, Austin and another town official named Aubrey and we set off to explore the town followed by a hike that led us way up above the town.
This was followed by a pot luck dinner in the town hall and a night full of music, storytelling and dance.
It is a day I will never forget.
We pulled up anchor around 12:30 am to begin the journey to Conne River where will be attend a Pow Wow celebration and dinner. I can’t wait!