Cape Negro & McNutts Islands, Nova Scotia—In The Season

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Being as how we ended up commissioning Morgan’s Cloud too late for any high latitude shenanigans (we left Billings Diesel & Marine in Stonington, Maine on August 1st), we decided to take our time on the 250 nm passage to our Base Camp near Lunenburg, Nova Scotia.

A while ago I wrote a post about how cool it is to cruise out of season: empty anchorages, reasonable dockage fees, and less stressed locals being a few of the benefits. Well, this short cruise has proven that there are also some great things about sailing during the season—better weather being a major one.

To our great delight, we crossed the Gulf of Maine in light winds with only a little swell, and rounding Cape Sable was like motoring across a millpond. The fish, however, were very disappointed that John wasn’t hanging over the side, donating his lunch, as he usually is when we make this passage in early April or late October.

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And the benign weather also allowed us to visit three places that we have sailed by numerous times but in weather that didn’t allow a stop. The first place was Harris Island in the Tuskets, which I recently wrote about and which is no place to get caught in bad weather.

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The next was Cape Negro Island anchorage in the mouth of the Clyde River. We have often looked with longing at this bight to the north of the spit, covered at high water, that connects the two parts of the island, but the swell has always been too big to allow for a comfortable stop. This time we were able to spend a beautiful evening watching the sun set behind the west part of the island (North Island to the locals) while a huge full moon rose above the east part (South Island). Sheep and deer grazed unselfconsciously on the shore and a curious seal swam over to check us out.

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We were joined in the anchorage by a brand new fishing boat just launched in Shelburne. The group on board were celebrating the new boat by drifting around the bight, fishing off the stern with a rod—a real busman’s holiday—while one of the passengers played his guitar and serenaded us with country songs. At dusk they steamed up the river, waving goodbye.

The next time we stop there we hope to get ashore to hike to the lighthouse. The owner of the fishing boat said his father had grown up on the island and, though the old road to the light has grown over, it should still be possible to hike along the shore.

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And then we achieved another long-held goal when we were able to anchor inside McNutts Island in the entrance to Shelburne harbour. The anchorage is tucked in behind a hook running out from the north tip of the island but is open to the southwest. Numerous ledges and shoals keep the swell from entering in good weather but in a howling sou’wester I’m sure it gets right exciting.

The government wharf built to service the Cape Roseway Lighthouse is still intact and is used by a tourist boat twice a day to drop off and pick up visitors to the island. We anchored the dinghy off the lee side of the dock and tied the painter to the wharf, well ahead of where the tourist boat moors, taking into account the 3 m (10 ft) tidal range.

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We then hiked to the lighthouse (ah, the siren call of a lighthouse), about 5 kms (3 miles) each way. There are a number of cottages on the island and the road from the wharf to the light is maintained, so the walking is relatively easy. The light has been decommissioned (well, there are two small batteries and a solar panel hooked up to the light but, as one of the cottage owners said, it’s now no brighter than a flashlight) and the buildings have fallen into disrepair. We were able to climb up the light but the railings are rusting and rickety and it won’t be long before it will be too dangerous.

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We ate our lunch while sitting on an old foundation, looking out over the entrance to Shelburne harbour, watching gannets diving and dolphins leaping. We have never seen this piece of water so calm.

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One of the cottage owners has a quirky sense of humour and has put up tongue-in-cheek signs along the road, all based on Mr. Mink. And we did see two mink on our walk, so Mr. Mink is definitely in residence.

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Another point of interest is the gun emplacements from WWII, one of which still has a 10” gun in place, built by Bethlehem Steel in 1900 and weighing 60 tons, according to the stamp on the barrel.

On our return to the boat we raised the anchor and steamed up the harbour to Shelburne, where we found, to our surprise, that the whole front face of the Shelburne Harbour Yacht Club floating dock was filled with visiting boats.

So we anchored, as we normally do here, though usually it’s because the floating dock is either still (in early spring) or already (in late fall) hauled.

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“Oh, we can’t anchor here because this is the starting line for the Yacht Club’s evening race series? Okay, we’ll move further out.”

“Really? We can only get a dinner reservation at Charlotte Lane at 8:00 p.m.? On a Tuesday?”

What’s going on? Oh, yes, that’s right…it’s The Season.

 

Charts in this post are thanks to the kindness of Transas Marine who granted us the rights to reproduce screen shots of their charts from their excellent iPad/iPhone app iSailor.

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Phyllis

Phyllis has sailed over 40,000 offshore miles with John on their McCurdy & Rhodes 56, Morgan's Cloud, most of it in the high latitudes, and has crossed the Atlantic three times. As a woman who came to sailing as an adult, she brings a fresh perspective to cruising, which has helped her communicate what they do in an approachable way, first in yachting magazines and, for the last 12 years, as co-editor/publisher of AAC.

8 comments… add one
  • Pete Worrell Sep 27, 2014, 10:35 am

    Fun post. We love Cape Negro Harbor (can you believe the unique stones on the beach/bar there?). Often use it as a place to stop to get a kip on our usual passage from Portsmouth, NH to Halifax. Usually there are sheep bleeting on the island which because of their unshorn look makes us think they’re wild?

    Pete & Kareen Worrell
    S/V PATIENCE
    on hook off Malaga Island this morning

  • Scott Flanders Sep 27, 2014, 11:07 am

    Nice to be back at it, isn’t it? Congrats for not skipping another season.

    S.

  • Svein Lamark Sep 28, 2014, 5:19 pm

    Hi Phyllis, I do like your photo nr 2. It is nice in a romantic way. When I click on it to enlarge as your text says, I see a wooden construction that makes me curios. What is the purpose of that construction? A long time ago I fished in this area, but I never got to know the local, rural economy. The wooden construction is maybe not so romantic, but has a practical, economic reason? Can we find this point on the map above or on the next map? This region reminds me a lot of my Northern Norway, but it is also very different.
    Svein

    • John Sep 30, 2014, 7:08 pm

      Hi Svein,

      Thanks for the kind comment on the photo. The wooden structure is a sheep pen. When did you fish Nova Scotia waters? That shot was taken at Cape Negro Island (marked on the chart).

      • Svein Lamark Oct 1, 2014, 7:02 am

        Hi John and Phyllis,
        in the 1960-ies I fished on several large herring ships. We fished out the herring, mackerel and capelin of The North East Atlantic and started then to exploit herring other places west of Africa and east of America. Those days there was a large international cod fishery east of America that also ended bad. The 200-mile limit stopped this madness. Luckily the herring survived in the fjords east of Lofoten and is now back to normal. So is the mackerel, but not the cod on The Grand Banks. And humans can still make ecological disasters. The mackerel is now hunted very hard.
        In Norway sheep pens like on your picture, are going away. The grass land on the islands are then transformed to forests. Meat will be imported from other regions or country. A sad story I think.
        Svein

  • Eric Klem Sep 28, 2014, 11:19 pm

    Hi Phyllis,

    Nicely said. It is certainly easy to understand why the crowds show up when they do but it is also nice to be there when no one else is.

    Unfortunately, I think you jinxed us here in New England with this post. On Saturday I was out thinking how wonderful it was that the summer traffic was finally gone and I even anchored in a spot that you can never get into in season. Then today on the way back to the mooring, boats with fenders hanging over the side kept buzzing all around me and knocking the wind out of the sails with their wakes. I guess that everyone decided to get one last hurrah with the warm temps, it felt like July or August out there with the amount of traffic.

    Eric

  • Eugene Carlson Sep 30, 2014, 1:12 am

    Home bound from a summer in Newfoundland, we rounded Cape Sable two weeks ago, an hour before high water slack, in equally placid conditions. “Millpond” is exactly how I described it in the log. Wish we’d had time to tarry along the way and smell the rugosa roses, as you did. There’s a tiny cove with a lovely sandy beach at the top of Barrington Harbour that also sounds inviting. (Downside is that it’s next to the causeway.) Agree with you that short days notwithstanding, September-October cruising in the Maritimes and Maine is typically splendid.

    Unlike you, we had the Shelburne YC floating dock all to ourselves the night before heading for the Cape. Diverted from course briefly on departure to look at the hulk of MV FARLEY MOWAT, tied to a wharf just south of the yacht club. She’s headed for the scrapyard. A sorry memorial for a man who lived and wrote so well.

    Eugene Carlson
    Vashon Island, WA
    SV EXIT – Garcia Passoa 47

  • richard s. (s/v lakota) Oct 12, 2014, 8:32 am

    a little off topic, but i picked up the current issue of ‘all at sea caribbean’ the other day here in lovely culebra, and it contains a semi-serious article entitled: ‘help ! i am addicted to boats’ …the writer, todd duff, recounts his ownership chronicles of the 50 sailboats he has bought and sold over the years…he freely admits, he is fickle, ‘suffers’ from ‘boat infidelity’, and probably needs help: rather humorous…also understandable…cheers

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