After lunch, the sun jumped out, the sky turned blue, the snow stopped and we went to Cupids.

In my last post I did say we’d go to Brigus next, didn’t I?

Right. I lied.

But you’ll like Cupids.

I promise.

Cupids is actually just north of Brigus and we decided to swing through the former on our way to the latter and see what the light was like on the Bluff.

It was magnificent!

And bloody cold. Cold enough with the wind-chill, in fact, that we abandoned any pretence of even a hope of climbing the bluff and enjoying the view. We weren’t attired for Arctic exploration (although it being Newfoundland, we really ought to have known better and come prepared) and so decided to save the wander up the hill for a day less-frigid and more conducive to enjoying the end result. We’ll be back in the spring….

In case you’re looking for incentive to go and do that hike, too, have a gander at this little one-minute video by Keith Nichol of the trail to the summit: