Today we packed up camp and headed out to meet the ferry. Tomorrow we sail for Nova Scotia.
Every morning Fletcher wakes up and takes time to enjoy the sunrise. After a few deep sniffs of the ocean air, he’s always ready to hike. And today, we hiked!
We returned to the Tablelands area and did an abbreviated version of the absolutely gorgeous Green Gardens in Gros Morne.
The first section of this 8.8km hike featured a landscape similar to the Tablelands hike we did a few weeks ago. But at the top of the first major climb, the ocean came into view.
Eventually, we made it to the sea.
And the views were totally worth it…
What a way to spend our last full day on the rock!
Again, the gods seemed pleased. I will deeply miss this place. At least until next time.
Today we ventured to the northern most point in Newfoundland — the place where the first Vikings landed — St. Anthony and L’Anse aux Meadows.
Pro tip: when traveling across Newfoundland, always be ready to stop and collect caribou antlers.
We ate lunch at a lovely Lighthouse that featured similarly themed salt and pepper shakers.
By the way, Newfoundland-style fries are topped with dressing (as in turkey stuffing) and gravy. They’re quite tasty.
Anywho, the landscape up north is much closer to tundra. Fewer and much shorter trees, and at most, gently rolling hills.
According to the latest research, the Norsemen arrived here from Greenland around the year 1,000.
They built structures using wood and blocks of sod that allowed grass and flowers to grow on the roof.
Inside we found a few remaining Vikings. One of them mistook Fletcher for a sheep. We showed them the internet.
Of course, these buildings are modern replicas, but they sure were interesting to explore.
As usual, it seemed the Norsemen and their gods were pleased with our efforts.
In Sally’s Cove, fresh water meets the ocean and salmon race upstream to spawn.
As usual, we had the pristine beach largely to ourselves.
Fletcher really likes beaches and has finally learned to test the water to be sure it’s not salty.
We treated ourselves to a nice dinner with a five-star view in Norris Point…
…and enjoyed another fantastic sunset from our campsite with some new friends.
Our morning began with a brisk walk out to Green Point. As always, the weather and landscape conspired to present a dramatic display.
We got rather wet, but Fletcher urged us to soldier on through the mist. He’s truly dedicated to scenic hikes.
Then it was time for lunch at Norris Point. It’s too bad we couldn’t find a lookout with a decent view.
Ruby Jean asked for something fun to explore so we found an abandoned zinc mine. Getting there required a few low creek crossings.
And then the real fun began.
It was a hard day of playing but once again, the gods were pleased.
After a quiet morning in Rocky Harbour, we headed out to Berry Hill for a steep but rewarding hike.
The weather changes quickly here. With storms rolling in off the sea and tall cliffs ready to catch the clouds, the views are always dramatic.
In the afternoon, we explored the area around Trout River. We were not disappointed.
Fletcher loved playing on the rocky beach.
On our way there and back, we passed through numerous weather systems at different elevations. Strange as it sounds, watching the weather change is one of my favorite things about Newfoundland.
I’m starting to seriously consider permanently living at this campsite.
Aside from true seaside views, light ocean breezes, and lovely people, there are wonderful hiking trails right on site!
I think Fletcher would be cool with hanging around here a bit more.
Yes, camping is hard and absolutely no fun at all.
As the sun began to set, we walked out to Green Point (pictured above) and looked back at our campsite. The little green and silver spec on the left is our tent and teardrop.
As we approached Green Point, the sky looked awesome reflected in the water.
The tide rolled in, slowly covering the dramatic rock cliffs. Pretty cool.
We arrived late last night at Green Point in Gros Morne Provincial Park.
In the morning a primo site opened up, perched atop Green Cove with a full view of the Gulf of St. Lawrence.
Even with the cool and mostly gray weather, this might be the most perfect campsite we’ve enjoyed.
Upon seeing Ruby Jean, our neighbors (Carolyn and Taylor) suggested we look into heading home via the Trans Labrador Highway.
As tempting as this is, we’ve decided to hold off until our next trip into the great northern wilderness.
What an incredible place this is.
Our longest day of driving yet, making our way back to the western coast and beautiful Gros Morne.
We began our final day in St. John’s at a wonderful local museum, The Rooms.
We learned tons about Newfoundland’s cultural, political, and geological history. And we experienced local art as well!
Plus, the building is quite beautiful.
Once we’d finally seen it all, we made preparations for our long drive tomorrow and got to enjoy one last meal in this wonderful city.
Followed by ice cream, of course!