Getting off the ferry

We were waiting, at L'anse du Gouvernement on Ile Langlade (part of St

Pierre et Miquelon) with a dozen or so other people for the lighter to

take us to the ferry. It was three days ago, on the French fête

nationale, Bastille Day. We'd been to some of the festivities at

Miquelon, about 30 km over the dunes from this spot and had come back

here in the afternoon to catch the return ferry to St Pierre for more

festivities. (Of course, much of that festivity was dampened a few

hours later by the awful news from Nice.)



Here, new arrivals at Langlade are getting off the Zodiac as we stand

back waiting to go aboard of her.