Monday 24 July

Left Little Harbour Deep in gray mist, trying to rain … Wind on the nose, seas lumpy and confused chop, current against us. Motored up the coast till 1.30 pm and turned into Fourche (Forked) Harbour and North East Cove. This is a deserted, or ‘resettled’ outport - half a dozen houses and fish sheds, windows blocked up and doors padlocked.
I saw a moose!!!
More plumbing
Just before bed, I went to the head - and it was full to overflowing. In an absent-minded moment, I had forgotten to turn the knob to ‘off’. Apologised profusely to J, while trying, and failing, not to laugh. What ignominy - foundering by wee!
Killed mosquitoes and to bed.