A young man from Fogo Island was working 'across the bay' when he saw something very strange. He was walking home one chilly evening when he stopped at the local store to 'get a warm'. Before entering the store, he noticed a large schooner passing just outside the harbour.

Once inside, he joined a group of men who were enjoying a great yarn. He sat with them and mentioned the schooner he had seen minutes before. As they listened, the older men nodded their heads and began to smile.

The young fellow could not understand why the other men were amused. Then, one man spoke up and said, "Sonny, that schooner goes up the bay every time a storm comes. We never found out if there was a schooner lost or what, but that's the way it happens every time."