When we awoke in the morning we found that the brigantine "Falado Von Rhodos" (a German vessel) had come in during the night. We had previously seen them in Canso, Nova Scotia.
She had tied to the condemned wharf at the entrance to the harbor due to lack of space on the inside:
On the way out:
We started the day in dense pea soup fog but it slowly rose as we approached the Bay Of Islands:
Summer time fishing cabins (or at least that is what they say):
View (from the outside) of village tucked in the mountains surrounding the Bay of Islands:
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