In spite of the continued heatwave, I am slowly walking up the trail towards the Tablelands with my brimmed cap pulled low to my sunglasses. I have a good grip on my water bottle and my camera swings from left to right by the strap around my neck. I am braving the 34 degrees Celsius... Continue Reading →
Una and Jim followed me through the Bunkhouse out to the kitchen area. "I don't have any ice," I say as I reach up into the cupboard and pull down a couple of plastic glasses and set them down on the counter. Unscrewing the cap from the bottle of the pinot grigio, I fill up... Continue Reading →
The bunkhouse faces south nestled in a field of tall grasses and wildflowers that gently sway in the breeze. The boardwalk that links together the historic buildings of the village of Battle Harbour ends at my porch. I am seated in an old-style straight-backed, doweled chair that I have carried out from the living room.... Continue Reading →
Nine miles from Normal- the website states. battleharbour.com https://videopress.com/v/fYbO6kxB?resizeToParent=true&cover=true&preloadContent=metadata&useAverageColor=true After a scenic 9 mile boat ride from Mary's Harbour, we come through the narrows into Battle Harbour.The engine of the Trinity Pride revs as the captain manoeuvres her up alongside the wharf. The ropes get tossed over the side and once she is secured her... Continue Reading →
Red Bay 51.735414-56.446472 If I have learned anything on this trip, it is that Newfoundlanders love look-offs and will put forth a herculean effort to give the public access to them, as I experienced with the dare-devil trail in St Anthony. This trail is another example. It is 1:00 pm, another perfect afternoon, with a... Continue Reading →
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