tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9232104026132457332024-03-15T20:09:07.211-05:00Nomadic NewfiesI have a room all to myself; it is nature.
— Henry David ThoreauPam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.comBlogger1279125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-61100078367244905542020-12-11T08:05:00.001-06:002020-12-11T08:08:37.731-06:00Brigus Lighthouse Trail<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Brigus Lighthouse Trail is another great hiking trail that I recently explored. The small town of Brigus is loaded with quaint character and is one of the few towns on the Avalon Peninsula to have retained so many historic buildings. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSJZ_ZmMnSY8Ic2PrfuaVNSb0UCP6XF2oHumHRCP1eSAHgZ6lU8MIf-0tvGug71iSJhozyWOA6GZ1tBUle6S0ebkyuhMahlXW83ijPKiNLrCh9ybK9-7hwKWfHXjsX75eeElnbgShkCQT/s2048/001.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDSJZ_ZmMnSY8Ic2PrfuaVNSb0UCP6XF2oHumHRCP1eSAHgZ6lU8MIf-0tvGug71iSJhozyWOA6GZ1tBUle6S0ebkyuhMahlXW83ijPKiNLrCh9ybK9-7hwKWfHXjsX75eeElnbgShkCQT/w400-h266/001.JPG" width="400" /></a></div> <div>I'll be back again another time to delve more into its stories and architectural charms, maybe after a little snowfall just before Christmas? Or stroll its winding lanes in the summer when the lupine is in bloom?</div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefkZnO5s7e_3gTk-B9UWYpx0f7pemlAu5t7omSlEEP4usiU860gSI4VAdDp8X7ArlXT75toHwekLIjwImdnNXqT5RJZAJkrDC58KXLw7GQtliODaOg3_o6Ri9SfiJXzzRiH_lpIqpRv1f/s2048/016.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1968" data-original-width="2048" height="385" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiefkZnO5s7e_3gTk-B9UWYpx0f7pemlAu5t7omSlEEP4usiU860gSI4VAdDp8X7ArlXT75toHwekLIjwImdnNXqT5RJZAJkrDC58KXLw7GQtliODaOg3_o6Ri9SfiJXzzRiH_lpIqpRv1f/w400-h385/016.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rock walls were plentiful in Brigus</td></tr></tbody></table><p>When I arrived at the end of Battery Road the parking area for the trail was closed off so I drove back down the hill and parked in a public lot near Harbour Pond. It was only a 5 minute walk back up to the trailhead, a nice warm-up for the 5km jaunt out to the lighthouse.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQCB6JrMvIq44KJrs6h067C86XCb8WO0aYGWyXnoFXzbWYus5V-eQUilGLmNSsfeKCQE1g0Efctbh0OE3nnA75ofkfHnE615oVdc7-2n2ncSNia09XuhHJVCxN419AfHD8tTBJUlvkJrF/s2048/008.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZQCB6JrMvIq44KJrs6h067C86XCb8WO0aYGWyXnoFXzbWYus5V-eQUilGLmNSsfeKCQE1g0Efctbh0OE3nnA75ofkfHnE615oVdc7-2n2ncSNia09XuhHJVCxN419AfHD8tTBJUlvkJrF/w400-h300/008.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The trail is steep in spots, but easily managed. Bring a hiking stick to make those hills easier, and wear supportive footwear not sneakers or sandals!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvynsUm2xA-sdc_SY7j6JdeKmWlhZVWGKmuxyLsNJEqUvWTkrITRm1j8tYi3g1oosO_oLxBjzAZTnS8rCH3R9vTQ04ZCjwlluej4B28nRZexWoLY-pZBiUez-eNneoozKCNbigB5kbWOVB/s2048/020.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1539" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvynsUm2xA-sdc_SY7j6JdeKmWlhZVWGKmuxyLsNJEqUvWTkrITRm1j8tYi3g1oosO_oLxBjzAZTnS8rCH3R9vTQ04ZCjwlluej4B28nRZexWoLY-pZBiUez-eNneoozKCNbigB5kbWOVB/w400-h300/020.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It was a lovely day for December, and I plugged along without overheating or tiring too easily. Sweeping views of Brigus Bay and Conception Bay were plentiful, but next time I'd like to hike it earlier in the morning to be able to photograph the town.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKcxES3cfaMZs8nDTUa7Lw5aPOK-LNob5h7fRqicFU7AlDPWMhsUJSXC5w8iCzDd50i5N7uE-Zmn_NJOGrgqQMPtI0BRCkNkuHnLYPpKD8ZDG64shZ02o5_Ft13v3PPvLnagkuTgLtSI-/s2048/005.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrKcxES3cfaMZs8nDTUa7Lw5aPOK-LNob5h7fRqicFU7AlDPWMhsUJSXC5w8iCzDd50i5N7uE-Zmn_NJOGrgqQMPtI0BRCkNkuHnLYPpKD8ZDG64shZ02o5_Ft13v3PPvLnagkuTgLtSI-/w640-h426/005.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">See the lighthouse on the other side of the valley?</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />A view of the lighthouse encouraged me to keep going down into a deep valley. Watch your step and take your time, the grade was steep and momentum could easily result in a nasty fall.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXDD4wSgVv8Wp5jMPFXGRrruqd-RzDRrVGRXjktCCLVOVL0n6Br8IopriIqESYSnFypVqMNtIS9xthh8XY6QQBOSCcjqh4n43OD6VN_Bc26_cMRJ14RE-mkV8gg5vILZQLYyNnxHkOL1t/s2048/010.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSXDD4wSgVv8Wp5jMPFXGRrruqd-RzDRrVGRXjktCCLVOVL0n6Br8IopriIqESYSnFypVqMNtIS9xthh8XY6QQBOSCcjqh4n43OD6VN_Bc26_cMRJ14RE-mkV8gg5vILZQLYyNnxHkOL1t/w640-h426/010.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>I made it to the final hill before the lighthouse but the temps were dropping and the wind was picking up so I smartly decided that at about 4km I had gone far enough and should leave the full hike for another day.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVy2AOc8gCG2bSdcbwblyyQlnJEE6WFua5l-c0ICVn4x3HXJik-7mZIgupMznr908AwIfprCA0kfFwCZXriru59c7681Ew-uJPdDXrR2Jen85LQVnOjSvMeyiaS8FV2TFmSkR5bRDd3Gfo/s2048/006.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVy2AOc8gCG2bSdcbwblyyQlnJEE6WFua5l-c0ICVn4x3HXJik-7mZIgupMznr908AwIfprCA0kfFwCZXriru59c7681Ew-uJPdDXrR2Jen85LQVnOjSvMeyiaS8FV2TFmSkR5bRDd3Gfo/w640-h426/006.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Climbing back out of the valley was strenuous, but I kept myself preoccupied by looking for smooth pieces of shale to pocket for painting projects.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0CZRx3OHxYqj_kTBscODFePofWRXuWip53G145hF57uKjeDxxiCiJUq9z-7TAHrAmkiejQo5K9RBaoCG1KmrW9SByRw28soqQMtBsolbaVGld3szAkqFu4nm8qtzDxagmRHPofWF9YG5/s2048/010.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgM0CZRx3OHxYqj_kTBscODFePofWRXuWip53G145hF57uKjeDxxiCiJUq9z-7TAHrAmkiejQo5K9RBaoCG1KmrW9SByRw28soqQMtBsolbaVGld3szAkqFu4nm8qtzDxagmRHPofWF9YG5/w300-h400/010.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Brigus has a few trails on the other side of town, and shops and museums to explore. Maybe I'll have a buddy with me next time and we can make a whole day of it!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4GRtgB-p3xadbbO0F_bLEvScLqXgswpBvyTjrNDL4B0fi46xMnQUWZJYGe9Ejym1fqWF7eeE8LFziHOEzNtF9W1M1oOc5OtukyAXKLMALsaqoaCLPlRayrCoxOc9Gz2F_rRBDxmmTMsD/s1218/018.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1161" data-original-width="1218" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjb4GRtgB-p3xadbbO0F_bLEvScLqXgswpBvyTjrNDL4B0fi46xMnQUWZJYGe9Ejym1fqWF7eeE8LFziHOEzNtF9W1M1oOc5OtukyAXKLMALsaqoaCLPlRayrCoxOc9Gz2F_rRBDxmmTMsD/w400-h381/018.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A quick shout-out to Skipper Bill for his comments on my Fox Harbour post. Thanks for the tips! Here's his YouTube video showing the artillery batteries at the end of the hike that I hope to get to next time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="328" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/eWRN43r3UTg" width="640" youtube-src-id="eWRN43r3UTg"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p></div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-45425508937717575792020-12-08T07:43:00.004-06:002020-12-08T07:59:17.713-06:00Fox Harbour Findings<p> One of the hikes I've been wanting to do for years is to go out from Fox Harbour and across the Isaacs which are connected by a narrow rocky beach of ocean deposits. At the end lies the remains of artillery batteries that guarded the harbour during World War II, part of the land leased to the old Argentia U.S. Naval Base.<br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5_gtsvFrjtjnc2o_QU3WwPmX7g8FRaXYh5WkmJcH_F8JM0XIB5EOThC8TMx2c-L_KVuzM0gN70kd7BFD-TvLPj716Vxbcyq8htTuRIUm8LCSulqk8T3rqCpYvaEpm26OQjMLZ7mtsQ8i/s2048/062-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5_gtsvFrjtjnc2o_QU3WwPmX7g8FRaXYh5WkmJcH_F8JM0XIB5EOThC8TMx2c-L_KVuzM0gN70kd7BFD-TvLPj716Vxbcyq8htTuRIUm8LCSulqk8T3rqCpYvaEpm26OQjMLZ7mtsQ8i/w640-h480/062-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p>A short while back a contributor to the Facebook group Hiking in Newfoundland and Labrador <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1X5fRZP5-Vg">accomplished this hike</a> and inspired me to get out there at last. Watch her video through the link provided!</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvpHFnoVYJgFyRMIXAyYWu5qN_waZ4_djG7aQ2N1SC-zkhier0bjLYgurxZs5g8RlEryXzH5TwFgh1gCD_9xbgc6DXAD1gbfCuoFtH5FmTsLc1wVdkCzKW5bKq9znhZm0J9M3ha7mxrKDj/s2048/064-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1525" data-original-width="2048" height="476" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvpHFnoVYJgFyRMIXAyYWu5qN_waZ4_djG7aQ2N1SC-zkhier0bjLYgurxZs5g8RlEryXzH5TwFgh1gCD_9xbgc6DXAD1gbfCuoFtH5FmTsLc1wVdkCzKW5bKq9znhZm0J9M3ha7mxrKDj/w640-h476/064-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I parked at the end of Green Road in Fox Harbour and scooted around the edge of a homeowner's property to the quad trail which led to the beach. Wear supportive hiking shoes and absolutely bring a hiking stick. That stick kept me moving smoothly along the beaches where I had to balance when I had to walk along the larger rocks.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfwOX7Cy0LT9ytAcY4L3sVu4d46fpqHOMQLBPLcobybJHaUxq0tWhiOKIy3M2Wl6ScbSjr_SVUEDVVaRi5v0tDeN5G9zViWNByFPCV9eY1R25dEKP1XmKGGXETT9CYtBz8fyfyYL3A1xg/s2048/077.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfwOX7Cy0LT9ytAcY4L3sVu4d46fpqHOMQLBPLcobybJHaUxq0tWhiOKIy3M2Wl6ScbSjr_SVUEDVVaRi5v0tDeN5G9zViWNByFPCV9eY1R25dEKP1XmKGGXETT9CYtBz8fyfyYL3A1xg/w300-h400/077.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For the most part the beaches were easily traversed, but this patch of deep seaweed proved to be treacherous and down and I went like a kid on a slip and slide. Of course I landed on an outcrop of rock, but luckily the injury didn't prevent me from continuing onward.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoNR_snzDxgBUC-9esi6e2a_W8HWf5cuUuNGuD17FdzxWOCDznHYhDRwrI1D4fu-rGLKYT0x2c8Msg9gFeMoeVjOtNQk8kh4UMyhbEGRT2Hf3-CngVgXOYdBVelqD09XEIJ0De4oVrMgRq/s2048/066.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1539" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoNR_snzDxgBUC-9esi6e2a_W8HWf5cuUuNGuD17FdzxWOCDznHYhDRwrI1D4fu-rGLKYT0x2c8Msg9gFeMoeVjOtNQk8kh4UMyhbEGRT2Hf3-CngVgXOYdBVelqD09XEIJ0De4oVrMgRq/w400-h300/066.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The views were breathtaking, and I got some lovely photographs even though it was midday. <div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEP4zKgQ7_-fE5S7ncQeoNi6ZO-MI-FfcL1fl4c5kkYCRVa5i3v5DFB37uKEIWWxDVQjJw6gAfn-uFn20oE7_VLAX_KYk3tVPwIneOAt-2F5VIupfrRzQrsqiSJYn8Mdbqsh0qmv4eHwbH/s2048/067-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEP4zKgQ7_-fE5S7ncQeoNi6ZO-MI-FfcL1fl4c5kkYCRVa5i3v5DFB37uKEIWWxDVQjJw6gAfn-uFn20oE7_VLAX_KYk3tVPwIneOAt-2F5VIupfrRzQrsqiSJYn8Mdbqsh0qmv4eHwbH/w640-h480/067-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The stretch of beach that connects the Isaacs to Fox Harbour was enchanting and I spent a good 15 minutes mesmerized by the ocean before resuming the hike. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXtWHTXF_xekEm8Z6JpFtsejYPTv82sinKRoDyszz9Cb1ALv0e2aHz4j0_IHsBKheoAvo187w69ANoRLkScLOI81tuNLRmC1tuB0229pYlyrzWUYvSQ7u4t8OCd1_EpKtLFXZlWbNVb0W/s2048/012-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTXtWHTXF_xekEm8Z6JpFtsejYPTv82sinKRoDyszz9Cb1ALv0e2aHz4j0_IHsBKheoAvo187w69ANoRLkScLOI81tuNLRmC1tuB0229pYlyrzWUYvSQ7u4t8OCd1_EpKtLFXZlWbNVb0W/w640-h426/012-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I battled inwardly with the need to hustle since I had gotten a late start and the need to be in the moment and appreciate the gift of a warm and sunny December afternoon.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDjyxb5PjKY-7NtZRegLpH9vVpcDzHKjiCm3MOMgvajPAWNYj1UCzody9MEdaTWumyYKnugAVS3Mjs5pTH8k4J8b9oS26tv5UzC5fxBHha-utCT7RlFBYdujazgq5Kv64lfcDJELjqc7X/s2048/013-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiDjyxb5PjKY-7NtZRegLpH9vVpcDzHKjiCm3MOMgvajPAWNYj1UCzody9MEdaTWumyYKnugAVS3Mjs5pTH8k4J8b9oS26tv5UzC5fxBHha-utCT7RlFBYdujazgq5Kv64lfcDJELjqc7X/w640-h426/013-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>If I'm not mistaken, that is Fox Island in the distance . Our friend and my brother in law load his sheep up in a boat and sail them out there and return for them in the spring!</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiddoKf6WsE5ERW2TfmPNaRX9IQGAYKz23JbZSEFhMwjGz64i_p6AXye8orWB-M45y7xb5HSL3ek8i2RzOc7LUehOUWNZShtZKzgZxRJKz7QUi59PZ_0cufrQqeV_LOtyUR2KGcA8v1K3aQ/s2048/020-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiddoKf6WsE5ERW2TfmPNaRX9IQGAYKz23JbZSEFhMwjGz64i_p6AXye8orWB-M45y7xb5HSL3ek8i2RzOc7LUehOUWNZShtZKzgZxRJKz7QUi59PZ_0cufrQqeV_LOtyUR2KGcA8v1K3aQ/w426-h640/020-2.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As I finally moved along I came upon old lobster traps tangled in the beach grass and other washed up debris. Each section of beach had something new to see, and I collected scallop shells, coral, sea glass and even a few pieces of driftwood on my way back.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPQDC2BpfVg5pacqj-h4_u51klcve-HOoBZ8Lp8rHsjwZSZBk94lzefBuRNb8tiJsr8CP0x3UqzcWBW1wr7aQ-d81sZ6io_gy4BBYyb22sy0AqL8w0p0GvDBIEVmF34Een9ib6GaEigORL/s2048/022-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPQDC2BpfVg5pacqj-h4_u51klcve-HOoBZ8Lp8rHsjwZSZBk94lzefBuRNb8tiJsr8CP0x3UqzcWBW1wr7aQ-d81sZ6io_gy4BBYyb22sy0AqL8w0p0GvDBIEVmF34Een9ib6GaEigORL/w400-h266/022-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Once across the strip of beach I tried a few times to locate the trail across the Isaacs in the woods. And I'm pretty sure I did...it was just very much quicker and easier to stay on the beach.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSfF8YuUrRD3tSOMT8Bx3ZYXAn6bW57toRN-Ge0fIC1W6aj9NPJdvW5lh49mI0WrT071sL0DENzWa40xBNNLTE5E3sUi8PMJoHkSwqjhxpN5btNpsqosVGBGAS7r-kOK3jEeCG2kdUm1P/s2048/072.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSfF8YuUrRD3tSOMT8Bx3ZYXAn6bW57toRN-Ge0fIC1W6aj9NPJdvW5lh49mI0WrT071sL0DENzWa40xBNNLTE5E3sUi8PMJoHkSwqjhxpN5btNpsqosVGBGAS7r-kOK3jEeCG2kdUm1P/w300-h400/072.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>When I was almost out of time and actually closer to my end destination than I had hoped I tried to get in the woods and on the path again. This entailed scrabbling about 15 feet upward by clinging onto and weaving in and out of alder bushes, but I made it!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29sIFlhSDU7s6GYc1Ax1J_Os1hpftMcSH1AHtG_wXekGY0S0y3lDW6UxriyBrEYT43l78XyhOWN2ejKBIz3ZlKrWN21SX38jJuL1k0ttJrDN4ckPYTYaQJGzjwyIeWcSehRoZC3_m6bX4/s2048/074.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj29sIFlhSDU7s6GYc1Ax1J_Os1hpftMcSH1AHtG_wXekGY0S0y3lDW6UxriyBrEYT43l78XyhOWN2ejKBIz3ZlKrWN21SX38jJuL1k0ttJrDN4ckPYTYaQJGzjwyIeWcSehRoZC3_m6bX4/w300-h400/074.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">For some reason the phone's face id wouldn't recognize me and unlock the screen.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vWpsNAahAEBs5_ZzPIMpD_4pjR9kNxJd8_xJXnnwcb2rU1YCBXV_G3J8WmSmyum4YgL502NRi3BxYawc_p1OSXFNXXpVFPyHLdn5dr3AWlTzxNr_b4vQ9V0CD2qjptnojB2eyeD_5iOv/s2048/073-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1539" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0vWpsNAahAEBs5_ZzPIMpD_4pjR9kNxJd8_xJXnnwcb2rU1YCBXV_G3J8WmSmyum4YgL502NRi3BxYawc_p1OSXFNXXpVFPyHLdn5dr3AWlTzxNr_b4vQ9V0CD2qjptnojB2eyeD_5iOv/w300-h400/073-2.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />Success! The trail appeared...for about 2 minutes.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9y-5YbLi7fR1Wgw2CgViY9TGHmLjDik4NoenUP9DhgVMHQ7ZyyzH3Z1snoTGVetpuZSnrCQjRB8qDQtchEQibay2HcrVwzNrzjEQCrHg5HTymvui7F7oJZ485XWm4PzTVErHHKnN2YKm/s2048/075-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1539" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9y-5YbLi7fR1Wgw2CgViY9TGHmLjDik4NoenUP9DhgVMHQ7ZyyzH3Z1snoTGVetpuZSnrCQjRB8qDQtchEQibay2HcrVwzNrzjEQCrHg5HTymvui7F7oJZ485XWm4PzTVErHHKnN2YKm/w300-h400/075-2.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The blowdowns were so thick I couldn't find a way around. On a return visit I needed that cousin of mine who also wants to explore this area so he could wield a chainsaw and we could get somewhere.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGANmkZO67Ctn9mfKIzzvKkroWhUCCt3eWmnemykyT4B_SP3OykWtWuwz35V1lo_RSogqSvLLKs0ssJ553aO4NUt7LJHcph-awaRgc2OUh6gSZUjL7IjG9VT2ss0ZlrsJwIWpsh3GFsbgx/s2048/076-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGANmkZO67Ctn9mfKIzzvKkroWhUCCt3eWmnemykyT4B_SP3OykWtWuwz35V1lo_RSogqSvLLKs0ssJ553aO4NUt7LJHcph-awaRgc2OUh6gSZUjL7IjG9VT2ss0ZlrsJwIWpsh3GFsbgx/w640-h480/076-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My heart broke a little as I looked up, but just a little as I hadn't expected to make it all the way to the end where the American bunkers from the 1940's were located.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucAhJdax4a8FhhKzDlAD642DRXWKpWKup-0cbBTQLqA0NtKwFSMTfrZ3l2oFu2wDZel3xli82papHqHgxkwKttbK1fltmpr0DynNGB4YM9gdJewYrWObKh-2VEviN6namfjGd4Ka5rbAp/s2048/027-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgucAhJdax4a8FhhKzDlAD642DRXWKpWKup-0cbBTQLqA0NtKwFSMTfrZ3l2oFu2wDZel3xli82papHqHgxkwKttbK1fltmpr0DynNGB4YM9gdJewYrWObKh-2VEviN6namfjGd4Ka5rbAp/w640-h426/027-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>As I had circled the beach so too had this fishing boat circled the harbour and the gulls had circled the boat hoping for morsels of leftovers.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4b7BVIWl8Z8I7iQoeJb7ymgsckDYodAhJVebfd7_DeGUqagtNbG0eeNMIme67wOUJInZl1KtIA60NUlPKzvPZ-lwuTcVg7Z9N94gWMv2_MefF-211FDmLoahxYHOhs9Qz7Q00H7pKUwa/s2048/039-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4b7BVIWl8Z8I7iQoeJb7ymgsckDYodAhJVebfd7_DeGUqagtNbG0eeNMIme67wOUJInZl1KtIA60NUlPKzvPZ-lwuTcVg7Z9N94gWMv2_MefF-211FDmLoahxYHOhs9Qz7Q00H7pKUwa/w400-h266/039-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On the return trip I stuck to the beach and kept a quick pace. But I made sure to look back over my shoulder occasionally toward Argentia where I knew the light was always good for sunset.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzHqZ8-sNJKdRyvMmt1rMYZHeYHSGdRFckyEeNj0AidVYF_S5fENAtrAYWyO3hrAAmo4bvzfy5n4bnCIPMENxa7BltIhRtk5X78jxBaq-Xw_ZsMtmgg8t_4WRM-xGOno1rB_Iff_5sj5J/s2048/034-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZzHqZ8-sNJKdRyvMmt1rMYZHeYHSGdRFckyEeNj0AidVYF_S5fENAtrAYWyO3hrAAmo4bvzfy5n4bnCIPMENxa7BltIhRtk5X78jxBaq-Xw_ZsMtmgg8t_4WRM-xGOno1rB_Iff_5sj5J/w640-h426/034-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">A silhouette of the Isaacs against the sky with Argentia glowing orange in the distance was more than I could have hoped for on a day that wasn't even forecasted to be as warm and sunny as it had turned out to be. I'll be back again in late spring properly prepared for a long day of happy adventures!</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The entire hike took me 4 hours, would have been 3 hours without the multiple failed attempts to get into the woods. I would advise 8 hours at least to do it properly and bring a first aid kit and other supplies for changing weather conditions and nutritional needs.</div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-48690456113298444122020-12-07T18:25:00.004-06:002020-12-08T06:28:37.914-06:00A Little More Bonavista<p> It seems like a long time ago already. How is it possible that we were in Bonavista only 3 weeks ago?</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71Upkjq2VZ3YBHX20yAyWETafYCTnZ1zepPmF03P6HpXnDdy64zf-gcZ4YtAwIrEa9J6GUibqczmisikrm7f2hsRnMFO_wBbv95ldn6atN3tpdZJhEi7nnGN441rfIupr_FVO_DZ5CC-I/s2048/027.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71Upkjq2VZ3YBHX20yAyWETafYCTnZ1zepPmF03P6HpXnDdy64zf-gcZ4YtAwIrEa9J6GUibqczmisikrm7f2hsRnMFO_wBbv95ldn6atN3tpdZJhEi7nnGN441rfIupr_FVO_DZ5CC-I/w400-h266/027.JPG" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cape Bonavista Lighthouse</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div>We timed the trip to coincide with some sunny weather, and the weatherman didn't disappoint us.<div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeU1ELV4Q23ATupATIzquicPsQZPk0dbYKBQLDQY9Q4LZMb1kDiN38xWtJ6ytblfJdFXhHH_4cmx5tx3XPoEjgBLqr0ElSKo9WQQVHuF40Kw-vy0_aDnwNpmsTdZieBcs1ylN_UW3EOYSJ/s2048/015.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeU1ELV4Q23ATupATIzquicPsQZPk0dbYKBQLDQY9Q4LZMb1kDiN38xWtJ6ytblfJdFXhHH_4cmx5tx3XPoEjgBLqr0ElSKo9WQQVHuF40Kw-vy0_aDnwNpmsTdZieBcs1ylN_UW3EOYSJ/w640-h426/015.JPG" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dungeon Provincial Park</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>You never know what you might see in Newfoundland, but I'm always surprised when I see a horse.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XIjV-tjGb044MBceQXrsA5R83vVq7iO7lBF07wdemBk2PV5TuGHdFqWwxalx6IBD3ondi6ECiYQTP7w2Xf7sPTUNHeL8D9CHR5gDppp8HMsak39YsHYMZRqd5xYpbRqSemDt6ef6f4fD/s2048/144.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1446" data-original-width="2048" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XIjV-tjGb044MBceQXrsA5R83vVq7iO7lBF07wdemBk2PV5TuGHdFqWwxalx6IBD3ondi6ECiYQTP7w2Xf7sPTUNHeL8D9CHR5gDppp8HMsak39YsHYMZRqd5xYpbRqSemDt6ef6f4fD/w400-h283/144.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Out past Bonavista lies the tiny village of Spillars Cove and at the end of the road you can access the 6km Klondike Trail.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzmD9KoVhXt8XaxIJ4PK-c7xmGWrcBZYHz5fl4Pw1_w4eJWZStQKhw4OQh9kElATTob9TcZkVGuLExdO15mEfakysuucN9jVmkqLwxSO2KJ-aXTsEBQQ_cRcdu2AnL1CArhTh1dVMMAJkL/s2048/149-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzmD9KoVhXt8XaxIJ4PK-c7xmGWrcBZYHz5fl4Pw1_w4eJWZStQKhw4OQh9kElATTob9TcZkVGuLExdO15mEfakysuucN9jVmkqLwxSO2KJ-aXTsEBQQ_cRcdu2AnL1CArhTh1dVMMAJkL/w640-h480/149-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>I left Wayne in the car and walked 10 minutes past stunning coastal scenery, the highlight of the trail as most of it crosses an inland route to Elliston. </div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF0-aWS1k0O4Fh7wqi9tMd9EStLClVDlzgVUCTdq5clez9JNdRsWGBrKBp_ls596AofDmyhs8PVZByQPPVjf3ORR__E_YYFOgK7gjBv2aLrQQ6JNl5r812vbC6SEOU98F27hD2WAHBm9t8/s2048/150-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF0-aWS1k0O4Fh7wqi9tMd9EStLClVDlzgVUCTdq5clez9JNdRsWGBrKBp_ls596AofDmyhs8PVZByQPPVjf3ORR__E_YYFOgK7gjBv2aLrQQ6JNl5r812vbC6SEOU98F27hD2WAHBm9t8/w640-h480/150-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I even sat down for a few minutes to enjoy the sounds of the ocean.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkPyV64zkmjqne-n1qkE41du_eftoTvSIMYOF-tFv1pYjPdPQ7twq6nNvS2OzQRc7_DycNmUxZLCxHrqhvC9bLFiPPeBWbgtBJ-1lLLWKdspFOLF5sXamOaJn3LTESj6nNepMK4djC_FBK/s2048/153-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1539" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkPyV64zkmjqne-n1qkE41du_eftoTvSIMYOF-tFv1pYjPdPQ7twq6nNvS2OzQRc7_DycNmUxZLCxHrqhvC9bLFiPPeBWbgtBJ-1lLLWKdspFOLF5sXamOaJn3LTESj6nNepMK4djC_FBK/w400-h300/153-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>I wanted to keep going all the way to Elliston, but the Klondike Trail is just another reason to come back to Bonavista again.</div></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiafXblxvC0simct51Bukw1PToj3h_RRrPXOP8zT7PNL_wr_0ZJcDKMsKtRs8UWMOLx-aIe_9n-lPQE7pUZ7gEvh8bph_nHP-agYqjN0GYr5IUKq1IByaXhmDznkTjml7j0xZnC5SwofwNp/s2048/155-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">While Wayne cooked his breakfast the next morning, I took a final stroll down Rolling Cove Road.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1DbZ8EG9Osu5RwXVmWIFbJAjvPHoudgrbOJ0eIBcC3THcM7armd1z8JYDxv11YtMdejNPIBCbkWLHV7eb3UGnr-TgWdqRyBzxw-ZYaShz___sLeZWws06SnvzFrwCKxPE77ytHPwDhUO/s2048/079.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih1DbZ8EG9Osu5RwXVmWIFbJAjvPHoudgrbOJ0eIBcC3THcM7armd1z8JYDxv11YtMdejNPIBCbkWLHV7eb3UGnr-TgWdqRyBzxw-ZYaShz___sLeZWws06SnvzFrwCKxPE77ytHPwDhUO/w300-h400/079.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The sun was gone, the day was gray and windy, but any day you can taste the salt on your lips and hear the sound of the waves crashing on the beach is a good one.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_S28n6f59Ectyjs7Fyx9BYA1v4OVXcY7HZOxam1h-wAcCKeQ6Gtx4vhFc2kQTEguNuYlcIa-YPsmO83xP3CYweYxnb46ehLi06Eh0JlvapBRlIyWdsOLQ1-b0QmlAb-gym3isaVCEdPk/s2048/080.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig_S28n6f59Ectyjs7Fyx9BYA1v4OVXcY7HZOxam1h-wAcCKeQ6Gtx4vhFc2kQTEguNuYlcIa-YPsmO83xP3CYweYxnb46ehLi06Eh0JlvapBRlIyWdsOLQ1-b0QmlAb-gym3isaVCEdPk/w300-h400/080.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Besides a gray day is a good reason to try a little black and white photography, right? Not bad for an iphone!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwa5Oqpl1NwEIV3G_Wci7I0Gg2BX9m7LBYvUNNXNWLjymj57aOoVBlxYIIwuFfWrksu5Sw3coXHZLB4UK-t7z0k2RLF2OYjTxd79yPCW-pI3uu0vsVu6IvAOcO0QX98GucijsxZ78a4Ne/s2048/082.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1497" data-original-width="2048" height="468" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTwa5Oqpl1NwEIV3G_Wci7I0Gg2BX9m7LBYvUNNXNWLjymj57aOoVBlxYIIwuFfWrksu5Sw3coXHZLB4UK-t7z0k2RLF2OYjTxd79yPCW-pI3uu0vsVu6IvAOcO0QX98GucijsxZ78a4Ne/w640-h468/082.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The weather has been cool but comfortable lately - I'll be posting a few hikes I've been able to enjoy over the past few weeks very soon!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqd0kCS7wnP6uNJmBinf9_v0ArKf3aGalbCk1GZYVBz3FFY9USKfvf7SCdbWNy1MDp7qTStXDOINoyeqC2ncaBjqJtPT7ITcKu5ijrYPYHFBbghR1tgXyudrXtCv1iino_OJdgqeV7_uMk/s2048/086.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqd0kCS7wnP6uNJmBinf9_v0ArKf3aGalbCk1GZYVBz3FFY9USKfvf7SCdbWNy1MDp7qTStXDOINoyeqC2ncaBjqJtPT7ITcKu5ijrYPYHFBbghR1tgXyudrXtCv1iino_OJdgqeV7_uMk/w640-h480/086.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-37926311476369521942020-11-13T08:13:00.001-06:002020-11-13T08:15:43.430-06:00Back to Bonavista <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Last November Wayne and I escaped to the Bonavista area for our 30th anniversary. Though there are a few other places I want to explore we ended up choosing Bonavista again this year.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5kZQVza753atm0QvFehaYCHagcZrMXyVuhd-pPu-qtine598UGqIZto5ucCVefwTttrG_AaJu7pSAMgnjjbxVap4a3-XhfgxA6bjkUPJk-86JVcYmzBmDdV-owzkkD3s7bbIDSunG7Q0/s2048/370680B3-F419-4B95-880A-9D4EB6B1C800.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1459" data-original-width="2048" height="456" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi5kZQVza753atm0QvFehaYCHagcZrMXyVuhd-pPu-qtine598UGqIZto5ucCVefwTttrG_AaJu7pSAMgnjjbxVap4a3-XhfgxA6bjkUPJk-86JVcYmzBmDdV-owzkkD3s7bbIDSunG7Q0/w640-h456/370680B3-F419-4B95-880A-9D4EB6B1C800.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;">Last year we stayed at an Air BnB in Little Catalina but this time I thought it would be nice to stay in Bonavista itself at the Seakissed Cottage. Located in the heart of it all in Rolling Cove the cottage is an updated historic home that was cozy with all the comforts of a real home. Find them on Booking.com!</span></div><div><br /><div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWwuqlwHztbMISYeLCfUs_kZDR3jXmHPXI65J9gHnpxrKxsUeWXpMgXw0tLwqkdePowtFDQcVr9hCTAYLDhBvKKGM3zmle0TrvEDQLaGuidxRpPHa7KApJNdEs-5MXIyMNs8lYvPDEFcxI/s2048/26097953-186B-4AD4-9F21-755647855164.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWwuqlwHztbMISYeLCfUs_kZDR3jXmHPXI65J9gHnpxrKxsUeWXpMgXw0tLwqkdePowtFDQcVr9hCTAYLDhBvKKGM3zmle0TrvEDQLaGuidxRpPHa7KApJNdEs-5MXIyMNs8lYvPDEFcxI/w640-h480/26097953-186B-4AD4-9F21-755647855164.jpeg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Seakissed Cottage</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We brought a pot of turkey soup from home along with a loaf of homemade bread for our supper as the finer restaurants tend to be closed this time of year. Our host left us a bag of iceberg ice in the freezer along with some bread and partridgeberry jam - and a balloon for our anniversary!</div></div><div><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjohyphenhyphenkUGjNYqF51u4rQtN_N-W_3j8fE1aUms68oL7x2DCsj22XglPH8uBT-porvlVn1uajV8gfMwy48NZZRFie0z7KddoguZgzFmnMpXTzq0DaLsz7okd9LH3S4Wiu5YP5UdQhdTYBaLdy-/s2048/D59D62B5-D797-41EC-A3A0-C9EE70F8DD46.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjohyphenhyphenkUGjNYqF51u4rQtN_N-W_3j8fE1aUms68oL7x2DCsj22XglPH8uBT-porvlVn1uajV8gfMwy48NZZRFie0z7KddoguZgzFmnMpXTzq0DaLsz7okd9LH3S4Wiu5YP5UdQhdTYBaLdy-/w300-h400/D59D62B5-D797-41EC-A3A0-C9EE70F8DD46.jpeg" width="300" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Iceberg ice!</td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div>Of course in the morning I couldn’t wait to get out and have a walk around the neighborhood.<br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbq0Bc4vtSdY_FtlgcCMkFSMDCo1TT9VgQo9xlfGGZ2miXN9jGjJLwjIJ0dX1B-D4Amva_MC_GzVxepleK8NzssjUW65GorflzdNRmG78Gs91g-6tw9QYEvhaLgcSNocRzk8oWJaBgXYWE/s2048/4E5B7EF4-A9BB-4561-9BAF-E87DE1F27EB1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbq0Bc4vtSdY_FtlgcCMkFSMDCo1TT9VgQo9xlfGGZ2miXN9jGjJLwjIJ0dX1B-D4Amva_MC_GzVxepleK8NzssjUW65GorflzdNRmG78Gs91g-6tw9QYEvhaLgcSNocRzk8oWJaBgXYWE/w480-h640/4E5B7EF4-A9BB-4561-9BAF-E87DE1F27EB1.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Cloudy, cold and windy, but it was worth the chilled cheeks.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT9KB_qLrKzD6Ee4LlRoj7woWssMPEAoMeu91F_FHx8WkUshStg1bMAmGg6rB3-ln9IytFXgZAdSzG3F2NXnd5E-FStM4BhUbOcvebpXtGvDv1igpzPOro6vmrq5vsxWzuZIVXzfb9Bn_d/s2048/BA02CCA4-6B27-44A0-8B0E-555BF7348B1D.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1984" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT9KB_qLrKzD6Ee4LlRoj7woWssMPEAoMeu91F_FHx8WkUshStg1bMAmGg6rB3-ln9IytFXgZAdSzG3F2NXnd5E-FStM4BhUbOcvebpXtGvDv1igpzPOro6vmrq5vsxWzuZIVXzfb9Bn_d/w621-h640/BA02CCA4-6B27-44A0-8B0E-555BF7348B1D.jpeg" width="621" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My memory had served me well for a change and we were right where all the historic buildings were bravely battling the elements.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcKo2mla4-UeTBowQIzO0ht_MobbyjRKxNOXCzfGcYalm3Ust8mY5WvoZ4Vak5T_4aVpN3wX8MC9tmCh4quu4WrMJQodqarRWnralRdm-barh7rlt7Qpl8NTh27sXx0jlify-T1CL2J2SH/s2048/72A10A63-AC22-4B79-8A1D-B65B08FB5A9A.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcKo2mla4-UeTBowQIzO0ht_MobbyjRKxNOXCzfGcYalm3Ust8mY5WvoZ4Vak5T_4aVpN3wX8MC9tmCh4quu4WrMJQodqarRWnralRdm-barh7rlt7Qpl8NTh27sXx0jlify-T1CL2J2SH/w480-h640/72A10A63-AC22-4B79-8A1D-B65B08FB5A9A.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sometimes, for a while, it’s possible to forget how cold it is when I stand by the ocean and watch the waves roll in.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilyJWHO5Kb7Oc7q5s9C6qQhbveq15jJS9VLeOzFj7EpuWifDboHuEPe-qLFx0lY0eS-hqtNNTAOpsjlYDcZhvoyIokYuHyIGVMRIvWvionapWa5DI1dLvCX3Fcv-bSeECTHnsNB9luYnTC/s2048/948AC3FD-9D27-4821-B3C4-C5EB7F7A5D1C.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1880" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilyJWHO5Kb7Oc7q5s9C6qQhbveq15jJS9VLeOzFj7EpuWifDboHuEPe-qLFx0lY0eS-hqtNNTAOpsjlYDcZhvoyIokYuHyIGVMRIvWvionapWa5DI1dLvCX3Fcv-bSeECTHnsNB9luYnTC/w589-h640/948AC3FD-9D27-4821-B3C4-C5EB7F7A5D1C.jpeg" width="589" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My mind will roam, thinking about our ancestors and the life they led. Our little rental was probably full of people, with a wood cookstove crackling and popping throughout the day. Everyone would take off their wet boots, socks and mitts and hang them to dry nearby.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1kE2m51hgM2FJWNr6UJqJRVqkEHTMVbnqRFS00L_rp-A4gU7tsqksgdtCOnWBaAzQTr2nhlZVjTpRbCEDkrpNziW12E935DyANe4L4vxxW9NCQ0CGxPcOHdJG9Un9phWyeIrTJRUddz2/s2048/A410636F-C3FA-46E5-A7C4-C55CA341ECB1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1764" data-original-width="2048" height="552" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy1kE2m51hgM2FJWNr6UJqJRVqkEHTMVbnqRFS00L_rp-A4gU7tsqksgdtCOnWBaAzQTr2nhlZVjTpRbCEDkrpNziW12E935DyANe4L4vxxW9NCQ0CGxPcOHdJG9Un9phWyeIrTJRUddz2/w640-h552/A410636F-C3FA-46E5-A7C4-C55CA341ECB1.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Our host left a note about their restoration, saying that behind the many layers of wallpaper they discovered cloth, wood shavings and grass tucked between the wood planks for insulation. I can’t wait to get out there and see what we will discover this time in Bonavista!</div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="348" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/7FK_ahCR0Io" width="640" youtube-src-id="7FK_ahCR0Io"></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><br /></p></div></div></div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-13423804751463808502020-10-14T15:27:00.000-05:002020-10-14T15:27:14.671-05:00I do, I do, I do, I do, I do<p>It's been so long since I posted anything on the blog that I may not even have mentioned that I was planning to go to Wisconsin for our daughter's wedding! Even though they reduced their guest list dramatically and changed their venue, we decided that due to the pandemic it was safest if I was the only one to cross the border. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFcgp40kldZkTHIKuZD-dK8l8ZsgIcQmcGirkQA_Gf2Skdc6eEY3FOx0fCbFFdsTwd6EBeVIOibL3CHjX-9fdo7r-a5xKfwna49fybMhKcJL5dNEguPUqr4QWikh7BKb48YS3IGhXgBPP3/s2046/070-COLLAGE.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2046" data-original-width="2046" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFcgp40kldZkTHIKuZD-dK8l8ZsgIcQmcGirkQA_Gf2Skdc6eEY3FOx0fCbFFdsTwd6EBeVIOibL3CHjX-9fdo7r-a5xKfwna49fybMhKcJL5dNEguPUqr4QWikh7BKb48YS3IGhXgBPP3/w400-h400/070-COLLAGE.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p>Katrina and Charlie decided to take advantage of the closures caused by the pandemic and hold their wedding at the historic Riverside Theatre in Milwaukee.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4AL5MC3t3cq88pvpncx21EzG6gUyEiFRXMHd26TKSEf7u8CGqIRIzdeJiLPqxpS4Bas5ZCWM6A6fXJtqJ9q8W_vyTP_luHmppNJXo3CPbZCl2cDxlMVtzcJ-mkBnKgnrU_ZirciY-uQcg/s2048/084-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4AL5MC3t3cq88pvpncx21EzG6gUyEiFRXMHd26TKSEf7u8CGqIRIzdeJiLPqxpS4Bas5ZCWM6A6fXJtqJ9q8W_vyTP_luHmppNJXo3CPbZCl2cDxlMVtzcJ-mkBnKgnrU_ZirciY-uQcg/w426-h640/084-2.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Charlie's sister was their officiant and delivered a moving ceremony filled with words of wisdom gathered from relatives who were unable to attend.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3afMupt8oFRhau8IJADdROGmARyiHUpGe2FU_6be4O_UipTUsrzSSygwTtW2F3-7JdxnEJ49grMy9fVAQwR47FeZv3K2g5v2GiFTGj4imV1scKcg34tUrjgB2iZiNYxjnBzj_usYD_8M8/s2048/053-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3afMupt8oFRhau8IJADdROGmARyiHUpGe2FU_6be4O_UipTUsrzSSygwTtW2F3-7JdxnEJ49grMy9fVAQwR47FeZv3K2g5v2GiFTGj4imV1scKcg34tUrjgB2iZiNYxjnBzj_usYD_8M8/w266-h400/053-2.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Charlie and Katrina of course made it personal, from their entrance song of "I do, I do, I do, I do, I do" by Abba to their vows. Charlie even counted the hours from their date at the Riverside Theatre where they decided that they were boyfriend and girlfriend: 48,567 hours from that moment to becoming a married couple!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ffa9xCl1TRtPgkke1iWMcLF0w3kErAfCynzS83g1tw3oLDJvXhCU1XOCY8BXkQkIwYtES8fT1yH7tgH0YgT5OuPIAFrl6Z1RDM5IuvcT5jGh2skZ-Bqzb35tXC78hyzh_EVc132Uhh_f/s2048/108-Edit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1314" data-original-width="2048" height="256" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ffa9xCl1TRtPgkke1iWMcLF0w3kErAfCynzS83g1tw3oLDJvXhCU1XOCY8BXkQkIwYtES8fT1yH7tgH0YgT5OuPIAFrl6Z1RDM5IuvcT5jGh2skZ-Bqzb35tXC78hyzh_EVc132Uhh_f/w400-h256/108-Edit.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>They vowed to support and strenthen each other, and affirmed that they have chosen to love each other above all else.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhew_TzD9Bw71k37vHI4kFf9bDIo66CMkSwRrKwsZ840HNovpnSfy-5mdABng2LAcH3wxzoquaSDlvtlmhfsH1Gqyru-P5035lJpHd-gkfm2dN6xwFs_df-UsZVpwUqp2SbaX5f0Diicbbx/s2048/140.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhew_TzD9Bw71k37vHI4kFf9bDIo66CMkSwRrKwsZ840HNovpnSfy-5mdABng2LAcH3wxzoquaSDlvtlmhfsH1Gqyru-P5035lJpHd-gkfm2dN6xwFs_df-UsZVpwUqp2SbaX5f0Diicbbx/w426-h640/140.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Photography in a dim theatre was challenging and I was a nervous wreck about being their photographer. I haven't done much with my camera in over a year and even though I fumbled with the settings and my new flash attachment I was able to get some nice images that captured the day.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cnflCKFJu6CBt84tsOIfnp_zBezW-gj943uA538Aj0XRiznQ8zfoMgX8qlj6PQYn35kXFSN0J53IdByu_HNFdmbHIPDpDIUTBlrtge-p9T2360pouOT5FnZeTOCQkC5Hm6PGVHqAOH4p/s2048/157-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cnflCKFJu6CBt84tsOIfnp_zBezW-gj943uA538Aj0XRiznQ8zfoMgX8qlj6PQYn35kXFSN0J53IdByu_HNFdmbHIPDpDIUTBlrtge-p9T2360pouOT5FnZeTOCQkC5Hm6PGVHqAOH4p/w640-h426/157-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We made sure to get photos that depicted not only their love and affection for each other, but their love of Milwaukee. Katrina was thrilled they got to pose with the Miller High Life "Girl in the Moon" in the theatre lobby. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSquzeZ6ncUsS5lfc8p6SyWt2Bu_m9K0gBaxULCfd4alGEhKq1LuCcc640Q2P-3ajm7Iw1PdvN7Yxgsgykm5-t3O6ORZB8oJXUba7paKUhfbxDkNm9VGt90QsB1W2wLa3HIbTfNU_cgdtv/s2048/148.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSquzeZ6ncUsS5lfc8p6SyWt2Bu_m9K0gBaxULCfd4alGEhKq1LuCcc640Q2P-3ajm7Iw1PdvN7Yxgsgykm5-t3O6ORZB8oJXUba7paKUhfbxDkNm9VGt90QsB1W2wLa3HIbTfNU_cgdtv/w426-h640/148.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Picking photography locations on the fly, we wandered the opulent halls and everyone pitched in with ideas to make it happen.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYcpKJfS-pDlxw6vrKU728L8KoMcaoqb8KCmkWIbUkenomvaDcA7qhADvppKHopxaflACUsDXdPc3gE7d6IbTqvn8betrYNXJA6_N7JbEnVYuYNDz_05ZqOU2Z2b6BLnCM5Cj1FwUhbdOc/s2048/174.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYcpKJfS-pDlxw6vrKU728L8KoMcaoqb8KCmkWIbUkenomvaDcA7qhADvppKHopxaflACUsDXdPc3gE7d6IbTqvn8betrYNXJA6_N7JbEnVYuYNDz_05ZqOU2Z2b6BLnCM5Cj1FwUhbdOc/w400-h266/174.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdJ7DsezrWx2_P3YJW1IClYVXoMWooUH-DG9YhK96ibE562N81c0L1p-6yllzbTOEejxruCE56hIAJlFI_IUZPaa8Btk67jZrsv1XdZtfae7SmiqPEWcvXtfmAwfjVqVVSEMDR0p5rphT/s2048/183-3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifdJ7DsezrWx2_P3YJW1IClYVXoMWooUH-DG9YhK96ibE562N81c0L1p-6yllzbTOEejxruCE56hIAJlFI_IUZPaa8Btk67jZrsv1XdZtfae7SmiqPEWcvXtfmAwfjVqVVSEMDR0p5rphT/w400-h266/183-3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>And, of course, sometimes the best photos are the ones that capture the memories of those moments when everyone is having a good time!<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQlAuJHo0IeUyBUNalN6z5kX7OIfLMG1L5DxQ5hIf9p3IwMAE3JW1-sIZhjzGqzDOkXiuoaxBu2vLYUCQEg1xf-Ezt0mHw7UF4ngSSLEpmJ-zcBOPhpyj10jcq3OmPntqHLtpjcAEzCB1h/s2048/197.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQlAuJHo0IeUyBUNalN6z5kX7OIfLMG1L5DxQ5hIf9p3IwMAE3JW1-sIZhjzGqzDOkXiuoaxBu2vLYUCQEg1xf-Ezt0mHw7UF4ngSSLEpmJ-zcBOPhpyj10jcq3OmPntqHLtpjcAEzCB1h/w400-h266/197.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Too soon our small party of eleven people was kicked out onto Wisconsin Avenue. Perfect opportunity for the bride and groom to pose for some outdoor shots!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxGVPCWLmv_ya1tKbimLZSsBCCG_o86oHB9c4U7pIApT96QcVfDNoL1fQ1LmyshOXHuU9mYWMKJWYhQcb369LmvWcqH8liz9VHJ2qtxdrh-9uuZ68NeWt9-xz5XsJl6QicHtbP8H5Zbkr/s2048/209.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyxGVPCWLmv_ya1tKbimLZSsBCCG_o86oHB9c4U7pIApT96QcVfDNoL1fQ1LmyshOXHuU9mYWMKJWYhQcb369LmvWcqH8liz9VHJ2qtxdrh-9uuZ68NeWt9-xz5XsJl6QicHtbP8H5Zbkr/w426-h640/209.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> But it's not a Riverside wedding unless you mosey over and take some by the riverside, right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_rzy67wbck6ox-rcex7x1RL3uEFCk4UTTYfafSAWfF8VOE1tDnwAgR7w8dv-o_JPxENTsdjWRHeyA2PwS5LtpNEhRI8DnU_owwM1mq9OPa_FEUm4mqh7KnpVSiAwpNU0m4Hf1vZX2WSE/s2048/218.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_rzy67wbck6ox-rcex7x1RL3uEFCk4UTTYfafSAWfF8VOE1tDnwAgR7w8dv-o_JPxENTsdjWRHeyA2PwS5LtpNEhRI8DnU_owwM1mq9OPa_FEUm4mqh7KnpVSiAwpNU0m4Hf1vZX2WSE/w400-h266/218.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /></div><div>It's the small things that are important in a marriage...like putting up with each other's family members shouting out instructions to you during your wedding photo shoot.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0u9yY6MZMoxR-8bvGXIeD_9OVfE_BTMG2yDN5u4Mg4mfyYpPMnSqsx3G7BliLLhGgmvznYsXGl50qa6rW_jBMLviY7wX-akCLvVuc6mBZgwHC2ovTXXFH8iVJrCo5sGAQcllEwcGFNUO8/s2048/230-3-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0u9yY6MZMoxR-8bvGXIeD_9OVfE_BTMG2yDN5u4Mg4mfyYpPMnSqsx3G7BliLLhGgmvznYsXGl50qa6rW_jBMLviY7wX-akCLvVuc6mBZgwHC2ovTXXFH8iVJrCo5sGAQcllEwcGFNUO8/w426-h640/230-3-2.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Katrina's Maid of Honor, Libby, is also a hobbyist photographer and was full of great ideas, which was lucky for me because my only idea was "let's go down by the river"!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKDbPkJi_4DkR-mCoYpm9nYvSQ5sErwwrjpL4Bz7EFuKfetFCUK4iQ6YSf-tNcqrkix1310FqhBl877wsanDmC8Z06p78I93-G2svNX6Ij7-_le2oYHbGsA5p1D_aSNsWHiSz1qLGqklNo/s2048/237-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1279" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKDbPkJi_4DkR-mCoYpm9nYvSQ5sErwwrjpL4Bz7EFuKfetFCUK4iQ6YSf-tNcqrkix1310FqhBl877wsanDmC8Z06p78I93-G2svNX6Ij7-_le2oYHbGsA5p1D_aSNsWHiSz1qLGqklNo/w400-h640/237-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;">And it also gave me someone to turn the camera over to so I could join my lovely daughter.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPX0L-BT820YGtGhsLqoGoy0kRNPdvvyA2_npDaSQx86-5eIJk6NlhU5BFlKVK8HtNPGrZJS_036s8CMDLSY45RE2eCicQsKvOWhL_xXrEqZ8RgZ_dOUS0nFZgtme1kt0C9qBo3_A4IKnU/s2048/245-3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPX0L-BT820YGtGhsLqoGoy0kRNPdvvyA2_npDaSQx86-5eIJk6NlhU5BFlKVK8HtNPGrZJS_036s8CMDLSY45RE2eCicQsKvOWhL_xXrEqZ8RgZ_dOUS0nFZgtme1kt0C9qBo3_A4IKnU/w400-h266/245-3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Charlie was very excited about posing under the Riverside Theatre marquee.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy55MO8BeyHHq5zhLk9RAoOmj6W3GfPMsdMTKkyoIOm-J4kgJvdM-UDtDTg7-n_O7-M44r9pzgVxnIa92eCGf5i-NSyQelbKLKNB5xW1hQHkbQuDHu4M4fKPetN-weo_2zIJGTUL7-yptd/s2048/263.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy55MO8BeyHHq5zhLk9RAoOmj6W3GfPMsdMTKkyoIOm-J4kgJvdM-UDtDTg7-n_O7-M44r9pzgVxnIa92eCGf5i-NSyQelbKLKNB5xW1hQHkbQuDHu4M4fKPetN-weo_2zIJGTUL7-yptd/w640-h426/263.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And Libby came to the rescue again with yet another great photo idea before they all piled into their van and headed to the restaurant. Yes, they had a van down by the river!</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUO0U0AD4_Lw7g9QLliiF19OmpwwHrXb5OVDgQC0ona2pWNQcJYnIr7WO_7dSV9a061Ba3LO6vxFsdNIbAoxA2jq3gVIAuCkejvN7ydZpM85v2xcmt1uvsvzjUOEEyZfDF-tKOJqaTEGH/s2048/271-3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUO0U0AD4_Lw7g9QLliiF19OmpwwHrXb5OVDgQC0ona2pWNQcJYnIr7WO_7dSV9a061Ba3LO6vxFsdNIbAoxA2jq3gVIAuCkejvN7ydZpM85v2xcmt1uvsvzjUOEEyZfDF-tKOJqaTEGH/w400-h266/271-3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My mother and I met them at Maxie's, where the bar was open and everyone was happy to mingle in our private room with their masks off.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZuYG17db7_8Jb2kbF2zbcfWvhXjhQFVs1FkJCkqGDDauQ58S4BTcEfhc4PcAf3p6-e5S_JFEk4YJZkpVkG0kE78ZhTTtoBVc6ocR4qKC022a0VCikjBgw8nfXy1-G5V8V5gewZUxwHTuZ/s2048/281.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZuYG17db7_8Jb2kbF2zbcfWvhXjhQFVs1FkJCkqGDDauQ58S4BTcEfhc4PcAf3p6-e5S_JFEk4YJZkpVkG0kE78ZhTTtoBVc6ocR4qKC022a0VCikjBgw8nfXy1-G5V8V5gewZUxwHTuZ/w400-h266/281.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Toasts were made...</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSYwP98kBOTwvASJARiyUF1DNn0GzkoluBJ1IT9mdXkTTYjG3kx7Y3VtP6TaPoQL3AxWE2NZY73n-_AE2EyxwqbkBFCewkEviB22-NqRcronlqg3dAX7lCLf9CqyOfqq5SZmeT4GrvjMq1/s2048/295.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSYwP98kBOTwvASJARiyUF1DNn0GzkoluBJ1IT9mdXkTTYjG3kx7Y3VtP6TaPoQL3AxWE2NZY73n-_AE2EyxwqbkBFCewkEviB22-NqRcronlqg3dAX7lCLf9CqyOfqq5SZmeT4GrvjMq1/w426-h640/295.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div><br /></div>...and a few tears were shed.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizFbVJi0XDf5F9cGqO_Frsy7jNsPfugtIinx6WsvO0A6Bzey57e5y3I_FtoaDxp5EDjCnNtSApXjdNgXYGTjXLKQ98l4B90F8wfbdMlZh_LKgQQf5pB53i-9S70k1jRAYw4UIKwE8uOYp7/s2048/323-3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizFbVJi0XDf5F9cGqO_Frsy7jNsPfugtIinx6WsvO0A6Bzey57e5y3I_FtoaDxp5EDjCnNtSApXjdNgXYGTjXLKQ98l4B90F8wfbdMlZh_LKgQQf5pB53i-9S70k1jRAYw4UIKwE8uOYp7/w640-h426/323-3.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But don't worry, we had lots of fun, those tears were the joyful kind!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ZmuNFXGSyooTP0HYgQZtNF20lndzdtMbpNEvbGJ5T3kIPmrijxXPxZ1kZlgSzs_Pi0q9-gISuUw9rbFacQFgOjhFWUMMxDa_DejZtUWz-dUdG9r7BQiIflL3C9YkUH7nvPGfmzA6U0O_/s2048/366-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="426" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8ZmuNFXGSyooTP0HYgQZtNF20lndzdtMbpNEvbGJ5T3kIPmrijxXPxZ1kZlgSzs_Pi0q9-gISuUw9rbFacQFgOjhFWUMMxDa_DejZtUWz-dUdG9r7BQiIflL3C9YkUH7nvPGfmzA6U0O_/w640-h426/366-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Before arriving at the newlyweds' home we stopped at a park in Waukesha to pose a little more.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYMmPobEbguPVKdFrpq3ikB8gtbVlrBXeCBO6WwAQnpU72pknFJPsUjXxR3oWKjvj0zOnpRuJLuPLPQh6CeibaC3UmGgTynkALiravgiE8Ue7wfQDtrt0pHGULMDfC84GVTfaNlbbFiqe/s2048/499.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZYMmPobEbguPVKdFrpq3ikB8gtbVlrBXeCBO6WwAQnpU72pknFJPsUjXxR3oWKjvj0zOnpRuJLuPLPQh6CeibaC3UmGgTynkALiravgiE8Ue7wfQDtrt0pHGULMDfC84GVTfaNlbbFiqe/w426-h640/499.jpg" width="426" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Nothing like a few drinks with lunch to get everyone in the mood to goof around in front of the camera!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzroXQs9X1WJUIUC9BcBiedY_5rPrwKTlbRXGwD7K5tE2xFwIZztxOyhMIq5VLNXXLndAJcCLj88gY-DBQzc8aa9n3GosmofEcj__FZO_VY4zu5Y3b_bKejqsYRlCgGS7B4lXH7WvU83e5/s2048/489.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzroXQs9X1WJUIUC9BcBiedY_5rPrwKTlbRXGwD7K5tE2xFwIZztxOyhMIq5VLNXXLndAJcCLj88gY-DBQzc8aa9n3GosmofEcj__FZO_VY4zu5Y3b_bKejqsYRlCgGS7B4lXH7WvU83e5/w400-h266/489.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Throughout the day I had the opportunity to see Katrina and Charlie support each other, and I know their marriage will be strong because they truly understand that it's a partnership that takes work and commitment.</div></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0elKMYtuf-Bbj2uc3-3E22fdO5TPq8ENQ3IJBztojvkH-J3wdIkuduCsase22NFVAQ1INyfqQZif7Dy5u60vHu5TbWRFA3hCkVhxQJtpBO3M6etljFifql8TrUyVvjlsynY5BfpIx6189/s2048/487-Edit.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1366" data-original-width="2048" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0elKMYtuf-Bbj2uc3-3E22fdO5TPq8ENQ3IJBztojvkH-J3wdIkuduCsase22NFVAQ1INyfqQZif7Dy5u60vHu5TbWRFA3hCkVhxQJtpBO3M6etljFifql8TrUyVvjlsynY5BfpIx6189/w400-h266/487-Edit.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">We missed those who couldn't be with us on this joyful day...</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Residents and those with a special work permit are the only ones allowed across our provincial border. Travel to the U.S. is limited to air travel only still. I'm on day 9 and I've spent most of 4 days fiddling with the images from the wedding alone! Five more days to fill and a girl can only paint so many rocks in a day, so I'll post again about what it was like to travel to another country during the pandemic.</div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-21892027991196339652020-08-28T08:46:00.005-05:002020-08-28T08:47:46.503-05:00Staycation Newfoundland - Scenic Green Bay<p> Newfoundland is still only allowing visitors from the Atlantic Provinces to maintain our non-existent (only cases in months have been from returning travelers in self-isolation) Covid-19 status. Newfies are all on-board with this policy, and have also embraced the province's Staycation suggestion. Newfoundlanders are exploring their own province like never before, and I figured I better get in on that before summer was over.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDOv-4nrlBT_D0nr0BLiYvsgJItNT0ayxDhevpzRbvZKCEUnpjtYneZFUSlSAydOuCYHwQIpmSu_-A7fgaastntET8frIpGntEiB1GVZf1TeDVsBMH9nYQPBQkl_imEtlckY9FNE-9agT4/s2048/022.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDOv-4nrlBT_D0nr0BLiYvsgJItNT0ayxDhevpzRbvZKCEUnpjtYneZFUSlSAydOuCYHwQIpmSu_-A7fgaastntET8frIpGntEiB1GVZf1TeDVsBMH9nYQPBQkl_imEtlckY9FNE-9agT4/s640/022.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>My first stop was the Appleton Peace Park which has a steel beam from the Twin Towers. Appleton is a small town outside Gander, where 38 planes carrying 6,700 passengers were forced to land when the Twin Towers were hit. The generousity of Newfoundlanders is legendary, but you'll have to "come from away" another year due to the pandemic I'm afraid.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdbjUC_RlaYMDm6tuJvsfn_e0MOdHDmUeSEWtSzHqQsgu1REmkav4KHLxQl_iwC4P7EA8MxuvCcZjezFDvUmfFxo5g8lPZzZ9ezZW7kz3SDbQESCmrS-cuLtdXgM7_7fJzMfN9gDpHO5EX/s2048/029-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdbjUC_RlaYMDm6tuJvsfn_e0MOdHDmUeSEWtSzHqQsgu1REmkav4KHLxQl_iwC4P7EA8MxuvCcZjezFDvUmfFxo5g8lPZzZ9ezZW7kz3SDbQESCmrS-cuLtdXgM7_7fJzMfN9gDpHO5EX/s640/029-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Then it was on to Springdale in scenic Green Bay, just 7miles off the TCH and home to Glassy Beach. The tiny cove was the site of a former landfill and many shards of now smoothed glass. Much less than in previous years though as many visitors take bags full home with them. I left what I found for others to enjoy.<div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEMG_GNpUTXcPqMfEq4tCIDrGJPJ4edOXjkJ8BiQEe-cuMpGvJmyzdr10d4mFNIY8o3TcCZoxZKKWnL7U1dOZgNTp9lFHQHmdkFOJJfyD_DCxqB4mlWIPPZFYqALv7gZdmKXx2n5euvdE/s2048/035-2.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEMG_GNpUTXcPqMfEq4tCIDrGJPJ4edOXjkJ8BiQEe-cuMpGvJmyzdr10d4mFNIY8o3TcCZoxZKKWnL7U1dOZgNTp9lFHQHmdkFOJJfyD_DCxqB4mlWIPPZFYqALv7gZdmKXx2n5euvdE/s640/035-2.jpg" /></a></div><div><br /></div>It was getting dark and I was without a place to put my tent. Glassy Beach was too small and eventually I found myself at the trailhead for Indian River Walking Trail. I set up in the dark and the rain, and woke to a beautiful morning!</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyCpQLjXv9b_NuXJlrlKP8gWFsd-Vpu1bn-LBZWk2jaW-p5SFbc_fpSmlhECmRyyM4MUf66V6TKGQ577i1uwag52qlrz_L1Q4Hyt6esIA-ejoeYtRl1U1kGZMktyQSYQtx8wInv2W6KGW/s2048/001-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSyCpQLjXv9b_NuXJlrlKP8gWFsd-Vpu1bn-LBZWk2jaW-p5SFbc_fpSmlhECmRyyM4MUf66V6TKGQ577i1uwag52qlrz_L1Q4Hyt6esIA-ejoeYtRl1U1kGZMktyQSYQtx8wInv2W6KGW/s640/001-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The trail system starts with a boardwalk along the saltwater marsh and continues along the river.<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMR1bNNt7822IJ-fqiGVJFXKIY8jaaBSbdYDdwqed08eYVR4PAkiH8sN1NIlXV6OyklzavCCtnRvfxtUnBxIdWCEaBpvIEz9rxT6OnptKJ_X9KLXNC5-j1nncSspiZKTgwcCsRsqbTXDWR/s2048/006-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMR1bNNt7822IJ-fqiGVJFXKIY8jaaBSbdYDdwqed08eYVR4PAkiH8sN1NIlXV6OyklzavCCtnRvfxtUnBxIdWCEaBpvIEz9rxT6OnptKJ_X9KLXNC5-j1nncSspiZKTgwcCsRsqbTXDWR/s640/006-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I saw a few ducks and few crows, but luck wasn't with me to see any more birds than that.</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEwtbfEVBuBAn109XpPi_DCz3jkYtKZNHwc1tculfPbbKm0XCignA_eoQbbRQxGeHmQOHs_8v1rPRMY-o4j4ehSnxtCgxoPGw3eRCWID0puGLk5eBaxcrp8h-oO-R1R1EUDXUPh4JjCkd/s2048/008-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLEwtbfEVBuBAn109XpPi_DCz3jkYtKZNHwc1tculfPbbKm0XCignA_eoQbbRQxGeHmQOHs_8v1rPRMY-o4j4ehSnxtCgxoPGw3eRCWID0puGLk5eBaxcrp8h-oO-R1R1EUDXUPh4JjCkd/s640/008-2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The trail was 40 minutes roundtrip and completely flat, an easy walk with lovely views.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisy5CYiYq4yebB80Fw1m1tSfaiaiwW8YE4eJrq5L2AL-5rJGw4j6NVp96DppQwvtdBSd84xzcCahh8VFNtX9svyYZCyuv2izQimN_HIl-aVsHbAX9NG1B_XfDPYqrptYu27OgCaChuc_3n/s2048/036-2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1539" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisy5CYiYq4yebB80Fw1m1tSfaiaiwW8YE4eJrq5L2AL-5rJGw4j6NVp96DppQwvtdBSd84xzcCahh8VFNtX9svyYZCyuv2izQimN_HIl-aVsHbAX9NG1B_XfDPYqrptYu27OgCaChuc_3n/s640/036-2.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div>Appleton yesterday, Green Bay this morning, you'd almost think I was in Wisconsin. I wanted to show Newfoundland that my heart is with Kenosha and the troubles happening there as I roam the Green Bay area today. Kenosha I love you, everyone be safe!</div><div><br /></div></div></div>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-28072987650059947342020-08-02T19:44:00.001-05:002020-08-02T19:44:50.078-05:00King's Cove LighthouseI had thought about staying right out on the Skerwink Trail in my tent back in June (and next time I will!) but after I mentioned it to a fellow hiker I realized it might be safer not to advertise I was alone in such an accessible spot.<br />
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I'd been advised to make the short walk out to Fish Point for the view before sunset, and not only got a view of some fantastic rock formations but also a great view back to my tent. As I've mentioned the black flies were numerous so I didn't hike the loop and will have to do that if I ever return. Black fly season is short but miserable as they are tiny and their bite is painful. Bug repellent doesn't do much to keep them away either so avoidance or bug net clothing is the best way to go.</div>
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King’s Cove received their lighthouse in 1893 and the cast-iron tower was erected on Western Point. Designed and manufactured in the Chance Brothers factory in Birmingham, England, the separate sections for the tower were shipped to Newfoundland and assembled at King's Cove using overlapping riveted joints, common to 1800's ship building and boiler making technology.<br />
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I was really glad I made the trek out once sunset finally arrived. Don't believe that is what it looked like? Here's the 17 second video shot from inside my tent panning from the sunset and then up to the lighthouse above me.</div>
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I was drifting off to sleep when I thought I saw a flash of light. It was a bit windy but storms weren't in the forecast. Then I saw it again. And again. Umm, yeah, a LIGHThouse.<br />
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The morning was beautiful but the flies were out again so I had to pack up quickly. A word about the tent pictured here. I bought it at Canadian Tire and the material makes a very loud plastic rattling sound even in very light wind that has woken me frequently every time I've slept in it so I am now back to my old tent. Not all waterproof tents use the same material, just a tip for anyone who might be in the market for a new tent!<br />
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More adventures on the way...Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-70771265971483989542020-07-30T06:30:00.000-05:002020-07-30T06:30:07.368-05:00Trinity Views and Icy Feet - The Skerwink Trail Part 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
After rounding the headland on the Skerwink Trail I was eager to see if I would spot more iceberg pieces as I continued along the coast toward Trinity.</div>
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There was a section around about the 3 km mark that was a bit difficult with steep eroded trail and no handholds, making me a bit nervous about what was ahead. Don't fret, it was just those few feet that were nerve wracking and then it was smooth hiking with gentle ups and down on well defined trail.</div>
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Before long I was in the woods with my bitty bergs behind me, and soon I had views of the lovely town of Trinity.<br />
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In the summer Trinity is normally a tourist hot-spot with shops, inns and the <a href="http://www.risingtidetheatre.com/">Rising Tide Theater</a> to round out a nice getaway. Of course there are no performances this year with the Covid-19 outbreak.<br />
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This might be a good spot to mention that Newfoundland is still quite strict compared to some other places with their outbreak restricitons. We had over a month with no new cases, and that is due to that extreme vigilance. Even now we only have 3 cases I believe and all of them are returning residents who had been in self-isolation when tested positive.<br />
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It's been over 3 weeks since we began letting the other Atlantic Provinces visit our shores, and so far so good. Our Premier has said that if numbers begin to rise we will shut our border again. We are still closed to the rest of Canada and the rest of the world. We hope to welcome you all back next year!</div>
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At the 3.5 km the trail winds down off the headland onto a rocky beach cove where I saw more bits of iceberg rolling in on the tide.<br />
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Sure ya knows I had to take off m'shoes! I actually had a harder time with all those tiny rocks poking my tender feet than the icy water. And hey, there's another bitty berg just over where I can't get at it!</div>
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A local gentleman observed my shenanigans and came over for a chat while I put my shoes back on. I heard about the fox and her kits that he saw on the trail the other day, and stories of how they used to go swimming in the nearby pond. Never hesitate to strike up a conversation in Newfoundland, it's always welcome and always worth the time.<br />
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The remainder of the trail is flat and winds past Farm Pond which is surrounded by lush pasture full of wildflowers and then a section of woods before you are looped back to the parking area. I was a bit busy having my chat and didn't take any pictures, but here's a simple video of the hike that I made so now you can hear the sounds of the hike as well as see the views. Sorry about the wind noise out on the headland, no way to muffle that on an iPhone camera that I know of!<br />
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The 5.3 km loop trail starts with a short walk from the parking area on the main road and even before I got to the sea stacks I stopped and admired the beautiful blooms in someone's lawn.<br />
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I've seen the photos from the Skerwink Trail before, but seeing the views from the trail is indescribable. The smell of the salt air, the breeze on my face, the sound of the water lazily lapping against the shore... and then the assault on the eyes of the jagged rock against the smooth blue water is something that a picture just doesn't capture.<br />
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Views like this within a 1 km walk on level ground? Heaven on earth!<br />
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And to top it all off, most of these photos were taken with my iPhone. I used both the Canon 70D and the iPhone and even with a polarizing filter on the DSLR the iPhone was the winner. That doesn't happen often, but it's why I use both when I can.<br />
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If you don't like heights or just wanted a short jaunt on a hot day you could turn around and be well satisfied. But for those of us who always want more the trail continues on and is level most of the way out towards Skerwink Head with the exception of a few staired areas.<br />
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Keep an eye for moose, they've been spotted in the area! And fox, and eagles, and don't forget whales. Unfortunately I didn't seen any wildlife, but my eyes were too busy seeing everything else to care. If you want a chance at whale sightings you might want to wait until early July when they are following the capelin.</div>
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Walking out onto the tipped up headland was a unique feeling - again, watch out for the edge! I left a little painted puffin on the ground for someone to find.<br />
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I searched the bird covered rocks, but no actual puffins. They like a bit of dirt to dig their burrows after all. Plenty of other seabirds were making use of them though.<br />
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The zoom I had packed with me was not quite enough to get good detail, but maybe your eyes are better than mine and can pick out how many birds are tucked in the crevices.<br />
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As I inched up the incline on the headland, suddenly a whole new vista exploded into view, complete with bitty bergs!<br />
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And yes, photos taken with the iPhone. Amazing! I did need the DSLR and it's zoom lens for the bitty berg's close-up though. Look at the color!<br />
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I kneeled down close to the edge and enjoyed the view for a bit, scouring the water for signs of seals or other wildlife. <br />
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I also eyed up the continuation of the trail and debated whether to continue onward or to turn back like I saw the folks who had arrived before me do.<br />
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So, one last look at Dry Cove Beach and then away I went!<br />
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<br />Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-1293501198199115372020-07-07T05:46:00.001-05:002020-07-11T12:53:51.216-05:00I'm Lichen WhitbourneWisconsin isn't the only place to be shaped by glacial sheets, Newfoundland's ponds and lakes are the result of glacial scouring as well. I finally had a walk in Whitbourne back in April that has been on my list for quite awhile.<br />
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The rich soil in Sir Robert Bond Park around Junction Pond from that glacial activity and other factors has made the spot a breeding ground to <i><b>Degelia plumbea</b></i>, a rare lichen found in only a few locations. </div>
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Also known as the Blue Felt Lichen, it needs high humidity and is sensitive to pollution and disruption of its environment. It is very rare in Newfoundland and New Brunswick, but a little more commonly found in Nova Scotia.<br />
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Sir Robert Bond Park has plaques with information about Degelia plumbea and lovely benches to enjoy the view of the trees and the pond.</div>
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Of course other lichen were growing on the trees as well, and I took my time scrutinizing the bark to see how many I could find. Lichens after all are the ultimate indicator of how clean the air is, something I am always grateful to know when I am out walking.<br />
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I just learned that a silver fox is really a Red Fox with a coat color variation. "..Red foxes that are more brown and darker than red are known as "cross foxes". Red foxes that are black are called "silver foxes"." (<a href="https://www.flr.gov.nl.ca/wildlife/snp/programs/education/animal_facts/mammals/fox.html">Newfoundland and Labrador Fisheries and Resources website</a>)</div>
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The Red Fox diet consists mainly of small mammals (such as voles, lemmings, squirrels, hares, rabbits, and mice) in fall and winter and is augmented in Spring with nesting waterfowl and in summer with berries and plants. They are also known to eat young birds, eggs and lake trout.</div>
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Here is a rock I painted of the silver fox, and an otter too.<br />
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My daughter who lives in Wisconsin left her job as management at the YMCA. She wasn't there long, but she was there long enough to discover that not all non-profit organizations have the good of the community as their primary concern. Her timing worked out great because she got offered a job she applied for back in January that they didn't fill until now. She is going to be working at a group home for teenage girls in two weeks and in the meantime has a lot of training to be ready for all the situations that will come with that huge responsibility.</div>
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Then I hid a rock for a special little cousin based on her favorite pal Pepsi.<br />
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And finally I was off to the small town of Sunnyside to do a bit of hiking! The sun was shining and I was not about to let a beautiful June day go to waste.<br />
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No worries about being confused in the wilds of Newfoundland if you come for a visit, the names on the signs will say it all.<br />
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Was I still on the trail?? It seemed more like a hillside runoff and in spots I had to grab onto trees and haul myself up, hoping I didn't stumble with my muscles running on empty.<br />
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Up above Bert's Pond but with probably another half a kilometer to go I decided I was far enough. I was tired, I was alone, and as it was my birthday I was pretty aware that I wasn't young anymore and should know my limits.<br />
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So I only did 9 km instead of 10 km, so what if that girl at least 20 years my junior sped past me with her dog again on the way back like it was a jog around the block? I was happy to have gotten out for my first big hike of the season at last and to make it home with only a few bruises.<br />
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When I took my first walk up the very steep hill just 5 minutes from my house a while back I saw that one of my neighbors kept busy during the winter cutting lots of wood.<br />
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Less trees meant more views, and I was quite happy to see the new view of the Southeast Arm. <br />
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Spring melting means lots of water on the trails. When is a door not a door? When it has become a bridge! I wish I had magic pockets to keep a few old doors in so I could have laid them down in some other spots.<br />
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I wasn't wearing my rubber roots so I clung onto the spruce and made my way past. Turn around? Not this girl!<br />
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Warmer days, longer days, and soon everything will be green, not just the lichen on the trees. Here in Placentia it's still down to freezing most nights, but I'm counting down the days until I can get my garden going at last.Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-46978897324626035312020-05-09T15:21:00.000-05:002020-05-09T15:22:04.833-05:00Mama HenWe used to have a small hobby farm with chickens, sheep and even the odd attempt at a cow in Wisconsin. It's hard to believe that it's 17 years since we sold the farm and moved to a "neighborhood". ..and then another neighborhood, and now hopefully our last neighborhood.<br />
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The good news is that the folks here are just country enough to not care if we have a few chickens, as long as we keep it clean and quiet. Sorry, roosters, no spot at the newly built chicken palace for you.</div>
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The pandemic has provided the reason to keep Wayne home enough hours to finally get a home built for some chickens. We could probably house up to a dozen layers if we needed to, but good grief, what would we do with all the eggs?!</div>
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I was pretty excited when it left the garage and made it's way outside, but then it had to be raised off the ground and fenced in as well.<br />
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Spring is a bit slow to get really warm here with temps still just above freezing overnight. But with the chicken house completed Wayne needed a new project so he built some raised beds for my vegetable and herb gardening.</div>
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And today the chickens came home! My uncle loaned me Mama for a few weeks, but she can't get too comfortable Chez Leonard because it's back to her other fowl friends she must go. Hopefully I can pick up another 2 or 3 ladies somewhere else, and most importantly I hope these are not roosters.<br />
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Best of all our next door neighbor does woodworking so I can have all the shavings I want for bedding in exchange for a few eggs. Here's a little video of their first try at the ramp. Happy Mother's Day, Everybody!<br />
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In March I stayed at the <a href="https://www.antigonishevergreeninn.ca/">Antigonish Evergreen Inn</a> and will definitely return to visit with the Newfie-born proprietor. We had a lovely chat over a scrumptious homemade breakfast and I hope all is well in their little corner of Nova Scotia during these times.<br />
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When will travel for pleasure be on again? Even if folks don't leave their province I am sure that everyone will be itching to get out and explore. Take a cruise? Fly to Europe? Maybe not for awhile, but if Canadians are traveling within their own country as much or more than before that is only a good thing for small local businesses.<br />
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Linking up to <a href="https://sami-colourfulworld.blogspot.com/2020/04/monday-mural-under-sea-ii.html">Monday Mural.</a><br />
<br />Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-47439693580223410962020-04-26T11:07:00.001-05:002020-04-26T11:07:23.642-05:00Spring is HereI've been holed up with a new pastime since hiding painted rocks is a no-no these days, but a few weeks ago I was getting out for a few walks a week even if there was still snow on the ground.<br />
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I believe I took these on the official first day of spring, but I hardly know what day of the week it is on any given day much less a thing like that.<br />
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Castle Hill can't be beat for views of the lift bridge, as long as it isn't too windy! Say what you will about winter, but in the summer it isn't uncommon to come up just to find the views obscured by fog.<br />
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Any birders out there who want to chime in on identifying this bird? Wayne took a look on the internet and guesssed some kind of finch but I forget now what he said. Getting a few posts written up today, I promise they won't be as dull as this one!<br />
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Spring has come to Newfoundland! Before we jump into what that looks like let's take a moment to say farewell (we fervently hope) to winter.<br />
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I took a walk once or twice a week during the winter, which is more than I was able to force myself to do in Wisconsin. We got more snow than normal in the province this year so finding a place to walk off the road that wasn't thigh deep in snowdrifts was often the challenge.<br />
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One of the advantages to late afternoon walks in the winter is that before you know it the sun is setting and the sky comes alive with color to contrast with the white landscape.<br />
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The rule is that the best photographic opportunities are the ones you don't have a camera with you, but I managed to capture a few sunsets.<br />
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Since daylight savings time went into effect it's almost alarming how late the sun sets. But before you know it as the days get warmer they won't seem long enough to enjoy all that living on the coast has to offer!<br />
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I'm looking forward to my return to Barrington where a replica of Seal Island Light is home to a museum with artifacts from the local area chronicling the lives of local lighthouse keepers and the area’s seafaring history. The museum also is home to the second order Fresnel lens, which was in use from 1902 to 1978 in the Seal Island Lighthouse.<br />
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It was windy and cold, but I forced myself to take a 20 minute walk around downtown Yarmouth while there was still some light. Another historic building I eyed lookied like it might house the local art museum.<br />
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The shops might have been closed, but a bit of window shopping was just as fun.<br />
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Mostly I stuck to the main highways on my trip, which meant I missed all the charming views but got me to my destinations quickly. When I left Prince Edward Island I had a little extra time so I took scenic Route 6 past farms and snowy views of the Northumberland Strait.<br />
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The only other scenic route I took was from Blue Mills through Iona on Route 223. I'd driven along the other side of Bras D'Or Lake on my way in to Nova Scotia so a different view was in order as I drove back to wait for the ferry.<br />
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I can't wait to see all these places when they are green in summer and then again when they shimmer gold in the fall!Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-72840648614291322622020-04-01T07:30:00.000-05:002020-04-01T07:30:02.063-05:00Getting to Know PEI<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
To get to Prince Edward Island from New Brunswick most folks drive across the Confederation Bridge. At 12.9 kilometres (8 miles) it is the longest bridge in the world over ice-covered waters. It takes approximately 10 minutes to cross over the Northumberland Strait in the southern part of the Gulf of Saint Lawrence and at the highest point the bridge reaches 60 metres above sea level. This allows large sea vessels, including cruise ships, to navigate under the bridge between its piers.</div>
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I'd never been to PEI before, so I was curious what it had to offer besides the usual Anne of Green Gables tourist attractions. On this trip I stayed overnight in the large city of Charlottetown where I bought some licorice honey soap and lip balm from <a href="https://soapandcandlefromthehive.com/">Soap and Candle from the Hive</a> at <a href="https://foundersfoodhall.com/">The Founders Food Hall and Market.</a></div>
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I also stopped at the Musee d'Art which featured some interesting Canadian artists like this one.<br />
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I can't remember the artist's name, but the unusual pieces certainly brought a smile to my face.<br />
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On my next visit I plan to make my stops in Charlottetown and keep on going out to the more picturesque community of Summerside to stay overnight. The Celtic heritage of PEI is alive and well at the College of Piping and throughout the summer the College has a busy schedule of ceilidhs and concerts, including free mini-concerts each afternoon.</div>
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During my brief stop I had lunch at <a href="https://samuelscoffeehouse.ca/">Samuels Coffee House</a> which serves up a good variety of tea as well as coffee and of course some tasty muffins and jams. Summerside is part of the <a href="https://www.tourismpei.com/north-cape-drive">North Cape Coastal Drive</a> and the region is chock full of Provincial parks, beaches, scenic harbour towns, lighthouses, oysters and lobster dinners. I can't wait!<br />
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Getting to PEI on the Confederation Bridge is a snap, just remember you will have to pay a $40CAD toll on your back across. I forgot to ask for my receipt for my expense report and had to run back in the frigid wind so if you need a receipt don't forget to ask!Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-5162167042862863372020-03-31T06:30:00.000-05:002020-03-31T06:52:48.063-05:00Noticed in New BrunswickWhen I traveled through New Brunswick a few weeks ago I saw a few areas that will likely look a lot different once summer rolls around.<br />
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In 1755 the “Great Expulsion” was when the British Governor decided to round up and expel the entire Acadian community, over eleven thousand French settlers, from Nova Scotia. He used the war with France as an excuse, but it was really a land grab for the most fertile soil in the province. They were scattered to other British colonies, some to France, others went to Louisiana and some even went into hiding in New Brunswick.<br />
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Having not gone to school in Canada I knew nothing of these things, and discovering how "French" New Brunswick still is was very much a surprise to me. Everywhere I went I was greeted in French and it was admittedly uncomfortable to answer apologetically in English.<br />
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Luckily I took 4 years of French in high school (34 years ago!) and by the end of my week in New Brunswick a lot of it was coming back to me and I was understanding about 25% of the conversation. It will be interesting to see how well I'm comprehending after a few more visits.</div>
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I got out for a walk in the woods near Bathurst at the <a href="https://www.bathurst.ca/en/services/recreation-and-tourism/76/daly-point-nature-reserve">Daly Point Nature Reserve</a> when the sun was out. With 100 acres of salt marsh, wooded plots and an extensive network of trails it should be a good place not only for walking on future trips but for wildlife spotting as well.<br />
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The next morning I woke to a snowstorm and had to drive 250 km through the mountains to Edmundston. Definitely my least favorite day of the trip. One thing I will say about Canadian drivers, I have seldom seen anyone off the road in any of the provinces I have driven this winter. In Wisconsin I saw people in the ditch all the time in similar weather conditions so the conclusion I draw is motorists are more cautious and therefore have less incidents.<br />
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Once I reached Edmundston I had the option of thanking God or getting a drink. Bourbon in my hotel room restored my shattered nerves nicely, I'll tour the lovely church another time.<br />
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New Brunswick has a few larger cities, Moncton is the largest with a little over 70,000 inhabitants. I'd forgotten how stressful it was to find parking in a big city, and even though I'm eager to see what public art and museums these places have to offer I'm always happier when I get back out on into the countryside.<br />
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Speaking of the countryside, we have sunshine and temps almost reaching 50F/10C today and tomorrow. Time for this country gal to get outside and play again!Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-7072746099515517072020-03-30T07:02:00.001-05:002020-03-30T07:02:03.415-05:00Also Seen in SydneyDowntown Sydney had a handful of murals including this one.<br />
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When I return during warmer times I hope I'll be able to explore and find a few more.<br />
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Linking up to <a href="https://sami-colourfulworld.blogspot.com/2020/03/monday-mural-rock-on.html">Monday Mural</a>.<br />
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When I got off the ferry in Sydney there was 18cm of snow coming down, but it was a Sunday so I got to hunker down in my Airbnb and wait it out.<br />
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And after that Nova Scotia was sunny days with low winds for the most part. There was a foggy hike I took in Spryfield just outside Halifax that was the exception, but it was due to all the snow melting from warmer temperatures so no complaints!<br />
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My favorite stop was the little town of Annapolis Royal, where the doctor's office was closed so I wandered under the sun instead.<br />
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I bought a knit hat at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/TheCourtyardArtists/">The Courtyard artist gallery</a> and had a lovely chat with a lady who was originally from Newfoundland. I ran into Newfies everywhere I went, it seems a lot have migrated to the Maritimes over the years.<br />
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I gave her a painted rock (after all, we felt like friends when I left!) and I left one on a chair along the boardwalk for someone else to find.<br />
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There were a few lovely shops but I only had time to stop in one more so I thought I would see what the <a href="https://luckyrabbitandco.com/">Lucky Rabbit tile shop</a> had to look at. I missed the handmade bags, but the one shown on their web page is gorgeous so I will make sure to consider them when I return.<br />
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Beautiful work in all shapes and sizes, and all the bright colors after a short walk in the sun was just what I needed to push on and continue driving.<br />
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They sell jams, jellies and anything else that an herb would make better. They also have a tea room open in the summer, and I'm sure a stroll through their gardens is like a piece of heaven on earth.<br />
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I made it back to Newfoundland last night, and today I push on to home where I will wait out the coronavirus by painting lots of rocks. A few more posts to follow with what I saw in the Maritimes.Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-68634090887712466632020-03-16T17:07:00.001-05:002020-03-16T17:07:08.230-05:00Mural TreasureI didn't share these 2 when I did my blog post about Lunenburg, so here they are now.<br />
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On the corner of the same building a man is on his way to the coffee house at the front, or maybe going back in for a refill?<br />
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I'm stuck now waiting for a ferry from Nova Scotia back to Newfoundland, so I'll get a few posts done tonight and get them scheduled to go up this week. In the meantime, <a href="https://sami-colourfulworld.blogspot.com/2020/03/monday-mural-roses-and-skulls.html">linking up to Monday Mural.</a>Pam http://www.blogger.com/profile/05979446142128610261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-923210402613245733.post-37506261584422992762020-03-15T08:00:00.000-05:002020-03-15T08:00:10.698-05:00Health Care in NewfoundlandBelieve it or not it is a coincidence that this will publish during the COVID-19 outbreak. I've been keeping an eye on the Canadian government's response to date and have every confidence that Canada will get its citizens the best care available as well as take care of their financial needs during this uncertain time.<br />
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The pictures I'm including are from a hike I took on The Bordeaux Trail in Arnold's Cove this summer.<br />
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Let's start with what I thought I knew before we moved from the U.S. to Canada, mostly from observation of how my relatives' health care issues seemed to be handled over the years and from their comments.<br />
1. Coverage automatic upon residency. Level of care seemed "fine". Care seemed up to date and adequate.<br />
2. Sometimes you would have to wait for surgery/care if it wasn't an emergency due to doctor shortages on the island. For serious situations this would be in hospital, some routine care might be lengthy wait.<br />
3. Prescription medication costs much lower. This I knew from having to buy antibiotics 20 years ago. What that looked like now I wasn't sure.<br />
4. Insurance premiums and co-pays obsolete. Everyone covered, everything covered. Sales taxes higher but overall cost of care much less with no worries.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View of Arnold's Cove from the trail</td></tr>
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Level of Care</span></b><br />
In our experience, the level of care has been BETTER than what we received in Wisconsin.<br />
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<li>MCP (Medical Care Plan) coverage is automatic. We arrived in Newfoundland, went down to our local Services Canada and filled out the 1 page application. We had coverage within days.</li>
<li> There are no premiums, no copays, no explanation of benefits sent to you in the mail because everything is covered.</li>
<li>Coverage does not include ambulance, dental (unless surgically necessary), vision, prescription, cosmetic surgery, in vitro, acupuncturists, chiropractors and other alternative medicine practices. It was the same with our coverage in the U.S.</li>
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Let me interject here that Cory was covered under Medicaid due to his mental health issues in Wisconsin. We tried FOR A YEAR to get him dental extractions. With his autism spectrum and mental health issues/medications his teeth had gone to the point where infection was inevitable and we were having teeth extracted TWO AT A TIME by a dentist because there was ONLY ONE oral surgeon for the southern half of Wisconsin that accepted Medicaid and it would take months to be seen. The first thing we did when we got here was have him seen by a dentist who referred him to an oral surgeon and by August he was in the hospital and had them all removed. It was 100% covered by his MCP and his suffering was over.</div>
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<li>You have to see your doctor every 3 months and undergo bloodwork in order to refill your medications. Doctors are obviously properly trained and ask all the right questions. In the U.S. we had to see the doctor once a year to get medications. I'm impressed by this 3 month requirement, obviously more chance for doctor to discover problems and treat them early.</li>
<li>If you have the flu or just have questions you can get seen in a day or two. Waiting room times are no longer than in the U.S. and often less. This may vary by town, but I doubt it since we live in a rural area. St. John's may be a little different with its higher population.</li>
<li>Medical records are electronically shared across all platforms. If you see your doctor, then get testing done in St. John's or get anything done anywhere they all have access to your information. In the U.S. this was only true for us if we saw doctors within the same hospital network.</li>
<li>Couseling is available at our rural location every other week on a walk-in basis. Free. Yeah, let that one roll around in your head for a minute. You don't even show your MCP card, just sign in or call ahead and book a time if you prefer.</li>
<li>Since arriving I have had a tetanus shot and been seen for medication refills. Wayne has been seen for breathing issues and has had testing done related to that. Cory has obviously been seen the most for his mental health care and it has been REMARKABLE. I will get to that in another post rather than try to cover it here. </li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plenty of berries for snacking along the way</td></tr>
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This one is a bit tricky. It is not completely untrue that you may have to wait for surgery/specialists in some situations. We live on an island. Doctors don't want to come and live here. I have heard from relatives living elsewhere in Canada that they do not really have this issue. Obviously we didn't have to wait long for Cory's dental surgery, and he was seen by a psychiatrist within 2 months as well I believe. Again, we had problems with psychiatrist shortages in Wisconsin so not something we felt was unreasonable. I have been waiting a few months to find out when I will be scheduled for a routine endoscopy which is certainly something I'm in no hurry for.</div>
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However, I do have a relative that has been waiting up to a year to see a neurologist. This is unusual, and due to extreme shortage of neurologists on the island right now. I am guessing his primary care doctor is consulting on medications to prescribe to control symptoms and that if they thought the need was urgent he would be seen. Why? I have another relative have a stroke just days after we arrived this spring. She was obviously cared for immediately and actually STAYED IN HOSPITAL for weeks before being transferred directly to a rehabilitative center. She underwent all her rehabilitation as an inpatient for at least another month. When my father had a stroke in the U.S. I guarantee you he did not receive full time inpatient rehabilitative care. This is not her first stroke, and her recovery has been miraculous in my opinion due to that extensive rehabilitation process.</div>
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When I was searching for a psychiatrist for Cory in Wisconsin there wasn't a single one in 3 counties who was taking new patients UNLESS YOU WERE HOSPITALIZED and that was how he got his care initially. When we wanted to switch we ended up having to drive an hour to the Milwaukee area to get seen by someone. So this happens in the U.S. as well. Private insurance is no guarantee of services, not to mention of coverage.</div>
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When Wayne needed a CT scan and a lung function test the orders were sent in by his doctor and we received a letter in the mail of his appointment dates in St. John's. The scan was a 2 month wait, the lung function test was 4 month wait. From this I deducted they didn't really think he had a lung tumor or he would have been moved up the list, but the tests still need to be done to rule everything out. In other words, not everything is an emergency and if it was there would be no delays. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Exploring a bit off the trail is always the best part</td></tr>
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Look, I don't even know where to begin. So I'll start with the fact that I got 90 day refills on our medications with our flex spending money before we left the U.S. The only precription medications I take is an inhaler for occasional mild asthma flare-ups and one for arthritis. I was spreading out the arthritis medication usage (something no one would think of doing here to my knowledge) and getting by on Tylenol and Advil when I could to make it last. I had a flare up and it finally ran out. Right before I left for this work trip I got it refilled and was told that I also had low iron. I picked up my prescriptions for Fosamax and Meloxicam and laughed out loud when they told me $34 CAD for the both of them total. Without insurance. I pay more for a haircut or lunch for two. I probably would have paid more WITH insurance copays in the U.S. considering the equivalent is $25 USD. Wayne's inhalers for his pulmonary issues have been similarly priced.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I even spotted currants growing wild under some trees</td></tr>
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I don't know what "Medicare for All" would look like in the United States or how it would be paid for. Yes, sales tax is higher here. Before moving I did the math. We were paying about $1,000.00 a month average for Wayne and I in premiums, copays and deductibles. I computed our average monthly spending of taxable items here and maybe you are looking at an extra $100 month. What about big ticket items like furniture or a TV? If you were really concerned they have "save the tax" sales here all the time, buy your big items then. And otherwise our cost of living has been the same. Groceries, utilities, internet, cell phone, cable, all the same after exchange rate differences. Our property taxes are lower, but our heating cost may be slightly higher. Only noticeable price increase is fuel cost, but we drive a lot less so it's still a decrease in spenditure. One hundred dollars a month versus one thousand dollars a month? For the same or better care? For coverage no one can take away?<br />
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The take away - we are beyond delighted with our care here. The fact is that we have no intention of ever moving back to the United States. Even if Medicare for All were to become a reality there is no way it would be as straightforward as it should be once it got passed and no way it would be as cost effective as it is in Canada. Now if we could only convince our daughter and her fiance to move here, right? Unlikely, but I'll keep dreaming.</div>
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I'll go over Cory's mental health care experiences in more detail at a later date.</div>
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