Part 4 Continued from uncle Joe tells us stories...uncle Joe was a nice old feller not much to say most of the time but a hard worker who came from Hawkes Harbour years before and moved to Charlottetown with his wife aunt Sadie , I heard my father say on different occasions you couldnt find better people to work for you than the Williams people. The next morning we were up early again had breakfast and skipper Lewis said this afternoon when were finished with the Blanche Marie well move the Miss Charlottetown farther in tushialic bay where theres more shelter in case a storm comes our way, so after another day taking stuff off the Blanche Marie we moved the miss Charlottetown farther the bay, the next day being Sunday we didnt work that day,but that afternoon we went in the cove where a plane had crashed many years before and was still in one piece in the land wash , after looking at the old plane for a while we walked along the beach then went out to the pointing speedboat where the Americans had a small base, there was still a lot of drums lying around and I remember a tractor still there, after walking around for a bit, we steamed back to the miss Charlottetown in our speedboat for supper, after supper we crawled in our bunks for the night, but before we went to sleep Lewis read the bible to us and preached to us for a while that we should be born again if we expects to go to heaven and then we fell asleep. The next morning we were on the go again taking stuff of the Blanche Marie and uncle Joe was still working hard on that old stainless steel shaft amongst the bad smell of rotten fish and maggots, but making slow progress once we had the the speedboat filled with things from the Blanche Marie,items from the radar to the railings, we headed back to the miss Charlottetown about four miles away now as we were anchored father in the bay, on this trip Lewis forgot to fill the outboard tanks with gas, and about two miles from the miss Charlottetown we broke down for gas, but it was oily calm on the water that evening, and about a hour and a half later of steady rowing we made it to the miss Charlottetown no worse for wear, after a lunch we went to bed . The next morning Lewis said uncle Joe I think Im going to give you a break from sawing on that shaft, I think well head out to the Ragged Islands and shoot off some gill nets, so you and the young fellers can haul some gillnets out of the fish hole and get them ready so Lewis fires up the old diesel Perkins and we started steaming for the Ragged Islands about twenty miles or so to the east, we dropped our nets around the Ragged islands and steamed on back to tushialic bay that evening, once we dropped anchor and was settled away for the evening, a speedboat pulled up alongside us,it was two fellers from mikkovik real friendly people,they were on there way back home from Cape Harrison,after they left we crawled in our bunks for the night, the next morning after breakfast we went ashore again taking stuff of the longliner again,on this day Lewis said to uncle Joe once you gets that shaft sawed off well be heading home to squares islands if theres no fish in the gillnets when we hauls them this afternoon, uncle Joes face brightened up he didnt want to be down in that hole any longer amongst the maggots and bad smell, by that afternoon he had the shaft sawed off, so we heads out to haul the gillnets we hardly had any fish in them at all, skipper Lewis said thats enough of that, well keep the nets on board were heading home tomorrow, well go back in the bay and pick up the speedboat that we had left there on the mooring and well leave for home the first thing in the morning, we cleaned the few fish we had and salted them in the fish hole, hauled our gear back and stored it in the fish hole as well, as we steamed into tushialic bay that evening ,we hauled the speedboat on deck and planned on leaving the first thing in the morning for Square Islands, but when we woke up the next morning there was a big storm raging with northeast winds about forty knots and rain, so we had another night in tushialic bay, the next afternoon the winds started to drop out so we left for home again, a place called Square islands our little home by the sea in the summertime in those days,. We got as far as Cape Harrison that evening as the sun went under the hills to the west we dropped anchor,the next morning we hauled the anchor aboard about five in the morning and steamed out of Cape Harrison harbour as it was getting daylight, we make good time as we steamed southward, I remember as we crossed Gross Water bay and was enjoying the beauty of Labrador and while Silas and I was setting out on deck having a chat, Uncle Joe sat down beside us and stared showing us how to tie different kinds of knots with a long piece of quarter inch rope he had in his hands, we made it as far as Domino late that evening just after the sun had gone down, we dropped our anchor in the little harbour and settled in for the night , I remember a old feller came aboard to visit us in speedboat and told us George Hudson is selling his store in black tickle, he said if George leaves black tickle hes going to be really missed,, the next morning just as daylight we hauled the anchor up and started steaming for Square Islands,I remember it was a beautiful morning light winds,when we arrived in Square Islands around noon hour, it was nice to be back home again, but looking back at it , it was a wonderful adventure for two thirteen year old boys,who figured they were men in the big land we call Labrador .
Posted on: Wed, 30 Jul 2014 19:35:49 +0000
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