A big one! The iceberg, whale and puffin season is on now.
No photos of the whales we’ve sighted – they disappear back into the water too quickly to capture on film.
The grandest building in this small fishing village.
An idyllic setting for this sailing boat.
Checking whether the small Capalan fish have arrived on the beach with Renee & Duncan Finlayson. The whales follow these fish close into shore in a feeding frenzy at the beginning of each summer.
Renee & Duncan and their charming cottage overlooking Hodges Cove.
Dinner with a magnificient view. This was our favourite spot to sit and chat with our hosts.
The rheindeer hide was brought back from a sailing trip to Greenland. The Inuits laid them inside their shelters for warmth as their very dense thick fur provides great insulation and warmth.
A very happy Greenland cat that sleeps all day and hunts all night.
Mist is a big weather feature here in Newfoundland.
En-route to St John’s we stopped by Cupids where the first permanent British settlement was established. The plaques tell the story of it all.
The signs tell us we’ve left behind wilderness and frontier life – we arrived in St John’s, the province’s consumer capital.
Magella & Steve Sharpe introduced us to the George St nightlife. Four bars + four bands – a great Irish evening done their friendly Newfoundland way!
Rhododendrons were at their peak on our Botanical Gardens visit. Flowering alpine plants were blooming well too.
The view over St John’s harbour from the top of Signal Hill.
Moose meat bottled and ready for the table. We enjoyed it on our last night in St John’s – it’s like tender lean beef.
We also enjoyed Screech – a Newfoundland rum with an interesting story to its name – relayed by Steve
Saying goodbye to Madgella and Steve beside the ‘erection’.