Saturday July 21, Day 58. We are due to leave Tadoussac, having stayed the night in the marina there, where we had also run into our new friends from Trois Rivieres, Maurice and Renée of the 36 Monk trawler “Le Sophie et Marie”, who were in Tadoussac on their son’s sailing boat. Small world.
We had ahead of us the first of the two big legs back to Quebec City, when the tide has to be right – flood, not ebb, the former being weaker than the latter – and the winds light (and never in opposition to the currents, a state of affairs which is not all that common), and all this for two days straight. The next two days looked good, so we grabbed ’em.
We started the engines at 05:30 and on our way out of Tadoussac we see some harbour seals surfacing and diving in the channel. A fond farewell.
The two days were worth choosing: we have a good run both days, the first for 47 miles to Cap A L’Aigle, which we reach by 11 o clock in the morning with the current giving us a boost most of the time.
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