We planned to sail from Lake Bras d’Or to a small island in the Cabot Strait, the body of water between Nova Scotia and Newfoundland, when we left. Six hours into our trip, the wind had gusted up to 27 knots. An updated weather forecast showed winds stronger than expected, up to 40 knots, and heavy seas. Instead of trying to reach our original destination, we altered our course and went straight to Little Harbor in Newfoundland. There, we hunkered down in a secluded bay for the night. The weather had calmed down by the next morning, and we were able to resume our trip. After sailing and partly motoring for 117 nautical miles and experiencing dense fog and brilliant sunshine, we arrived in France on June 18.

Wait, what? France? But it’s true. The island we visited, Saint Pierre, and another one right next to it, Miquelon, are overseas collectivities of France. They are located just 25 kilometers off the southern coast of Newfoundland, Canada. Home to about 6,000 people, the islands offer a unique blend of French culture, including the euro currency, French cuisine, and the French language, right next door to Canada.

The port captain and immigration officer met us at the dock. Within a few minutes, we were cleared to enter the small French island. Since it was a gorgeous, sunny afternoon, we decided to go for a hike.

The island has many hiking trails with stunning coastal views, peaceful boreal forests, and unique peat bogs across volcanic and maritime landscapes. The well-marked trails have signs with information about the trail, flora, and fauna, as well as colored markings on the rocks to indicate the way.

On the way back, we strolled through Saint-Pierre, a small town with a distinctly European flair. The covered entryways of some of the houses were interesting. One of the many informational signs about the history of St. Pierre explains why they are probably a necessity! We rounded out an absolutely beautiful day with a scrumptious dinner consisting of baguette, French cheese, and pâté.

It was a rainy and foggy Friday, which was perfect for visiting the Super U supermarket. It reminded us of Martinique, where it was our go-to grocery store. We checked out their selection and returned to the boat loaded with French goodies, such as more cheese, salami, madeleines, and Frenc butter cookies, but also with more essential items, like vegetables and fruit.

After picking up some éclairs at the bakery, we spent the afternoon exploring the small heritage museum. Housed in a two-hundred-year-old building, the museum aims to educate visitors about the archipelago’s history. It showcases objects that bear witness to the archipelago’s social, economic, and religious evolution over the last two centuries. It was interesting to see not only what life was like 200 years ago but also how technology and, consequently, way of life have progressed.

In the afternoon, we took the dinghy to visit Île aux Marins, a small island located across from the Port of St. Pierre. From afar, it seemed as if the buildings on the island were frozen in time. A few people live there during the summer and are preserving the island’s heritage by restoring the colorful, traditional houses. Essentially, the island is a living history museum with pleasant trails and informative signs about its history. At its peak, the island had over 600 inhabitants. There is no running water or electricity, so homeowners rely on solar power or generators.

We postponed our departure by a day when we found out that Sailor’s Day, also known as the Fête des Marins, was on Sunday, June 21. This day honors lost seamen, so we thought it would be interesting to attend. We waited in front of the church for the procession to begin, and then we walked to the small park where wreaths were placed in memory of lost sailors. The parade made its way to the harbor, where a variety of boats of all kinds and sizes, some adorned with vibrant maritime flags, were already gathered for the blessing of the fleet.

After one last early trip to the bakery for baguettes and croissants for breakfast and lunch, and after saying goodbye to some of the other sailboat crews with whom we shared the dock (some of whom we would see again in the coming weeks), we moved on. On June 23, we cast off and set sail for St. John’s, Newfoundland.


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