Running (around with) The Goat(s), Part 2: Visiting The Feather

We didn’t expect the goats. Then again, goats are nothing if not unexpected (is that a triple negative or a double?). We had been warned that The Feather was community grazing land and that there were sheep, attack horses and possibly stink-eyed bulls roaming around, but nothing was said about goats. Things were said about…

Running (around with) The Goat(s), Part 1

There is a particularly lively and challenging traditional dance in Newfoundland called “Running the Goat“. It is a series of movements and an interweaving of people that carries with it the spirit of the Newfoundland community of Harbour Deep, the community in which its roots are deeply seated and a community that has also been…

“Did we just reach a Low Point?”

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…

“It’s a long way down,” she said, archly.

At one point along yesterday’s journey, we stopped to grab a geocache. It promised a great view and the hint indicated that it lay behind a dormant ants’ nest. We pulled off at the indicated parking area, at the Flambro Head Heritage Society Look Out/Rest Stop, found the trail head and started towards the cache….

A novelty

I have been mucking about on beaches for thirty-seven years now. I have caught crabs, squid, baby lobster, swimmy fish of all sorts, mussels, clams, starfish, eels, jellyfish and anything else that chanced along the beach on my watch. Really, insofar as Newfoundland beach critters were concerned, I figured I had a fair experience and…

A Carbonear Root Cellar

For various professional reasons, John and I took a meander out to Carbonear and Harbour Grace today. He needed to stop in and chat with a fellow named Bern Fitzpatrick and I tagged along, not entirely sure what the day might hold. As we left Harbour Grace and rode over the hill into Carbonear, we…

Making a Spectacle of Ourselves: walking Spectacle Head in Cupids

We took a jaunt out to Cupids today to walk up Spectacle Head. On sober (well, semi-sober) reflection, it might have been a bit much for two still-slightly-sick people on a cold, windy day. As is the way with such things, we didn’t realize this until we were 75% up the hill and then there…

The Week’s End

Yesterday evening Katherine had the “back to school tomorrow blues” and I was sitting around, twitching because of a scheduled meeting. After a little wallowing, I decided that there was no way that such a wonderful weekend was going to end on such a low note and dragged the family off to Greyman’s Beard. Greyman’s…

Bits and pieces

My sister and I took a meander outside of town today to Chapel’s Cove. We had a nice little visit with Linda and the critters at Baynoddy and a pleasant lunch at The Pantry in Holyrood (huge portions, not expensive and very good!). I didn’t take all that many photos as it was more of…

Harbouring Grace

In the town of Harbour Grace, there are many hidden gems. There are magnificent trees that dance in rings, exquisite houses, historic store fronts, secreted cemeteries and nooks and crannies just begging to be explored. There are also some pretty obvious jewels and one of those is the Cathedral of Immaculate Conception*(see note at bottom…

Ridley Hall

It’s a sign that I’ve read too much Harry Potter; I now think of this as the Riddle House. It’s not, of course, but in my mind, when I read The Goblet of Fire and the passage, “Once a fine-looking manor, and easily the largest and grandest looking building for miles around, the Riddle House…

Bell Island – a place for many adventures.

There is irony in a person who lives on an island going to still smaller islands in search of adventures. Fogo Island, Exploits Islands, and Bell Island have been among my insular destinations within Newfoundland. You can tack St. Pierre & Miquelon on to that tally if you wish, they being off the southern coast…