After messing around in Salmon Cove, finding a hermit crab and generally fooling around with water (always fun, no matter the temperature), we meandered north along Route 70 for a ways, stopping here and there to see things that looked interesting. We dipped down into Spout Cove, which is one of those places that I’ve…
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A swiftly flowing current
I keep saying that I’d like for life to slow down just a hair, but the reality is that I’m the reason that my life doesn’t have many lulls. As I’ve said before, I am the Queen of Mistaking a Level Playing Field for Room to Add Something Else. I’ve been holding that title for…
Freshwater, Conception Bay
I’m not sure how many places named “Freshwater” there are in Newfoundland. John and I have a running joke, whenever we encounter one, in which we start reeling off the Freshwaters and associating them with events or features that make them unique. For instance, there’s Freshwater-where-we-camped-near Motion-Head, Freshwater-with-the-big-beach-on-the-way-to-Cape-Spear, Freshwater-down-Placentia-way-with-the-trail-that-we-haven’t-done-yet, Freshwater-near-Carbonear-with-the-marvelous-old-houses-and-root-cellars and so forth. In fact,…
The Ice Cream Crazies
On the way back from our weekend trip, of which I have not yet relayed all the marvelous adventures, we stopped at the Riverside Restaurant in Cape Broyle for supper. Jasper order and devoured mussels and Katherine, after some initial disgust, tried one and fell in love. She is now planning some major mussel feasting…
Lesson Learned
I’ve been off the radar for a few days and for that I apologize. We went on a very nice camping trip to Chance Cove Provincial Park over the May 24th long weekend, about which I’ll write more soon. The real reason for my absence has been a massive computer hard drive failure. Under normal…
