We all went out to Cape Spear on Sunday in the hopes that the sky would clear (it didn't) and it would become sunny and blue (it wasn't). Despite that, we managed to have a fun time. The swell on the ocean was tremendous. Apparently we're to get a pile of snow tonight (whose dumb idea was that??) and the waves arrived in advance of the storm.
So here are a few shots of a fun time, along with some cool waves.
I particularly like this next shot, as it shows the magnitude of the surf. We saw some tourists looking stunned by the awe-inspiring power of a storm-tossed sea. I'd look stunned by it too, if I were from inland Virginia, as they were, and found myself in Newfoundland in March.
Here's John, ensuring that Katherine will remain an only child:
Ï married a goofy man.
It was Wikket's turn for an outing (we rotate the dogs through so as not to go insane):
Katherine had fun and more fun. She even sat still for a picture and smiled. We're taking her to the doctor tomorrow to be checked over.
I'm still enamoured of the rocks at Cape Spear. Their contours and shaping are fabulous.
Looking towards the cape from Cantwell's Cove (near the "Passion Pit", as it is called by those who work at the Cape)
A wave curls into Cantwell's Cove (With St. John's and Robin Hood Bay in the background):
A weird leaping wave that looks for all the world like a sea monster breaking the surface:
There were some truly impressive waves rolling out there.
I quite like the last one – the lines of the wavesare interesting and the spray is neat.
John took photos, too. I've finally been captured on memory card (once we would have said "on film"). Arg.