Wednesday night I set the alarm for 5:00 AM. The plan is to get up, get the bike ready, go see the Nordik Express before it departs, have breakfast at 6:30, then hit the road early. At 5;00 AM I am already up. It’s sunny and cloudless again. That’s good. I finish packing, put the bags on the bike, and ride over to the docks. The Nordic Express is there in all her “glory”. She’s an interesting boat – all business – an ice breaker hull, stocky lines, a midships area for passenger accommodations that looks like it contains some staterooms, and the stern of the ship is rigged for containers, including a tall crane that looks like it was lifted from some construction site, not purpose built for the ship. Motor vehicles are put in these steel frames that resemble side less containers, then hoisted aboard, as are standard containers, some of which I saw being packed with groceries off an 18 wheeler yesterday. I notice the small fire truck that was parked at the auberge yesterday. Apparently it is for one of the isolated villages. There were some Innuit families boarding with the old Grand Ma and little infants.
Another great bike trip would be to ride to Natashquan, then put the bikes on the Nordic Express, see the other villages, then get off the ferry on the northern tip of Newfoundland, do Newfoundland, then take anther ferry to Cape Breton, etc, etc
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