Off the coast of Newfoundland there is a French enclave. Two islands Saint Pierre and Miquelon both have nice airports. Both claim to be stunning tourist destinations. So scarce intel was pieced together, a crew member found, couple calls made and up we went against the time on a cool May day northwest bound.
The flight was uneventful. We had a breakfast in Massachusetts then refueled at Wiscasset Maine. From there we were on course to Prince Edwards Island but encountered some clouds loaded with hard water and diverted to Stanley, NS. There we topped off with $2 a liter avgas and continued our journey.
The trip wouldn't be possible without my copilot. I met him several years ago on an airliners' web board and he is qualified to fly my RV from the left seat. Amazing fellow! Private pilot with instrument rating, fluent in French. But this time he preferred right seat.
Not much to see for now...
Another 15 minutes and we see a land. New found land!
Very impressive rocky landscape of Newfoundland.
We dropped under the layer, found our islands and flew feet wet for couple minutes. A French controller told us to report the field in sight.
Field in sight. You are cleared to land. Welcome to France!