A Perfect Day!!

The half moon is presiding over the setting sun with the trees in silhouette. We have had the perfect day. The rejuvenated truck brought us here to Cavendish, [the former fictional home of waif, Anne] and now mega touristville.
On the way we stopped at Hunter's River and rode the Confederation Trail on our bikes, both directions from our parked trailer, for a total of about 40 kms. Along the way we saw the trees and the fields of corn, oats, barley, spuds and hay. Tom said it was just a new way to see the trees! I especially liked the part with the trees meeting overhead and the wild blackberries were a bonus.
Then for supper we went back to New Glasgow to the hall for lobster supper. Complete with chowder, mussels, salad and blueberry pie for dessert, it was quite the feast.

Rain-wind and Sun !!

Here we are in the seat of Confederation- by necessity not design. Tom has decided that the truck is not working properly so we are here to find a smart mechanic tomorrow. We did walk past a Dodge dealership today on our trek on the Confederation Trail so that is a bonus. Hopefully it is just some ,not so good deisel, as we did see a sign advertising "clean deisel".
The ferry trip off the rock took many,many hours, from 9 am to 1:30 am to be exact. I saw Shreck 3 with the kids for $5 and at least three other movies in the free area as well as sleeping and eating and listening to some Newfie music. The wind wanted us to stay in Newfoundland!
In contrast the ferry to PEI was a mere hour and a few minutes. This ferry was free, apparently you pay to get off the Island.

Wind, fog and wild blueberries!!

Yesterday we stood on Cape Spear [ furthest point east in North America] and peered out into the fog--nothing there!!
Then we went to walk on Signal Hill and filled our tummies with blue---berries and our souls with the awesome scene.
Today we prepare for our morrows departure from the Rock!! You were all you were built up to be!!

Down into the mine!!

Today we went down into a iron ore mine shut up for 50 years because of ore quality not sufficient to make it viable. We walked down an incline to a 600 foot depth under the water of Conception Bay. It wasn't as spooky as I thought it might be because of lights etc. She did shut the light off a one point but it was not as absolutely dark as the Carasbad caverens.
They took 70 millions tons of ore out of the ground, using their backs and horses and kids as young as 10 and now they are using what is left to hold down a few jobs so that some people can work at home and not travel the ferry etc to St John's like their 500 neighbors.

Here I am again!!

The internet is available again !! Today we went to Signal Hill in St. John's and as Tom had noticed the Tatoo was preforming for the last time this year. It is made up of highschool kids who train as soldiers of the Royal Newfoundland Regiment of Foot of 1795. Since it was the final tatoo of the season the Lieutenant Governor was there to do the honours. They marched, they played the Pipe and Drum and they had a mock battle. Lots of loud noises and gun smoke.
We are here in the most easterly, the windiest, the wetest, the area with the most snow,etc, etc part of the country for two days and then onto the ferry and homeward bound. Hopefully more sights to come.