| The marina in Yarmouth does not have a fuel dock. Paul, the Marina Manager was kind enough to drive me to a nearby gas station so I could pick up some jerry cans of diesel fuel. I added 60 liters in total. |
 I left Yarmouth at 9:00am and arrived in Seal Cove on Grand Manan Island at 3:30pm. The trip across this part of the Bay of Fundy was very exciting. I had anticipated this part of my journey for several weeks. I had timed my departure from Yarmouth to allow me to take advantage of the outgoing tide on my way to Grand Manan Island. There was absolutely no wind and the sky was very clear.Once I passed the tip of Nova Scotia and entered the Bay of Fundy my speed picked up dramatically—from about 7.5 knots to over 11 knots. |
 My destination at Grand Manan Island was a small fishing village called Seal Cove, on the south end. This is a commercial fishing harbour with no facilities for pleasure craft. As I was entering the harbour I called over to a person on the main wharf and asked him if there was a place where I could tie up for the night. He told me that the harbour master was away for the day so just tie up anywhere and it would probably be fine. I tied up on a lobster raft in the harbour basin. |
 Morton Benson, a local fisherman came over to the raft to meet an incoming lobster boat. He said it was fine to stay tied to the raft but asked me to move to the other side so the lobster boat could have room to dock and unload his catch. |
 Morton asked me where I was going and I told him St. Andrews. He smiled and said “you missed!”. We both laughed and I told him that it took me 58 years to make it to Grand Manan so I did not want to pass it by (on my way to St. Andrews). |
 He asked me if I intended to tour the island. He said that he would drive me around the island but he had a meeting to go to. He then offered me his truck so I could drive myself around the island. More incredible Maritime hospitality! |
 We had been talking for all of 5 minutes and I am offered loan of a vehicle. But then again, Ananda is tied up to “his” raft in a small village on an island—so the likelihood of me taking off with his truck was pretty small. |
 I accepted Morton’s kind offer and spent about 90 minutes touring the island. I then dropped his truck off at the wharf and, per his instructions, left the keys in the ignition. Its such a beautiful place—I certainly will be back to spend more time. Thanks Morton! |