Day Ten ((previously Day Nine)

Today I give up my nest at the Guv'nor's Inn. I've been here 4 nights and its really become a place I've looked forward to each night. Primarily because it is quiet. No traffic, no loud cars(including my own), no interaction required. The days have been long, but fun. I don't want you to think that I'm complaining. Even the early schedule has worked out.

This morning started out somehere about 3:30 AM. I woke to the sounds of wind and sheets of rain on the roof. It sounded like we were in the edge of a hurricane. My firt thought was that I was going to have to pack the car in this mess. So, I went back to bed an hoped that it would be over by 6:00. I was to drive to Argentia to the first stage that started at 9:00 AM or there abouts. At 6:00 it was still pouring. Coffee, shower, load the car and gone by 6:45. Thank you GPS again. It was all I could do to keep the car on the road. Newfoundland is known for its wind and I will remember it for it's roads, as well. It got to the point I was driving about 35 mph and hold the wheel woth both hands. After an hour or so it slacked off. Probably because I was away from the coast. I had been afraid that I would be late for the first stage, but when I arrived the set up team said that I was the only one of 19 to show at all and the cars had started late as I had due to the weather. I turned out to be a pretty sunny, but windy day. The thirf stage was a reverse of the first so I was asked to stay put so I did, but chose an different position. Later that day I worked the final stage,Eastport(on the way to Gander) and was asked to track of car numbers so that the timer would not get out of sink. Today I was able to get photos and some short movie clips(with sound) & will try to attach some of both to this entry. In the future there will photos of cars and landscape. (Something for everybody?)

Checked into the Irving West Hotel about dark. To tired for dinner. No wireless is the reason for no blog entries until tonight. The hotel was nothing to write home about. Fred, this first photo is for you.