Tuesday, September 5, 2017

August 30, 2017 Driving Across Newfoundland To Gros Morne

We started our day early with a quick trip to Sandy Pond... 

...the water was so calm and we were the only ones there. It was a very relaxing way to start our day. 

Whiling driving on the Trans Canada Highway, a man waved us down looking for a ride to Sandy Cove Beach. After questioning him if he was not confusing that with the Sandy Pond Beach we just left, I decided to give him a ride since we were going to Salvage and Sandy Cove. About half way out to Sandy Cove, he asked to be dropped off because this wasn't where he needed to go. So we dropped him off and headed to Salvage.

Salvage Harbor at the end of the Road to the Beaches (Route 310)

We spent a good portion of our trip walking around fishing villages and harbors.

These wooden lobsters traps are stacked up all over Newfoundland.

It seems like everything up here is completely different from where we live. So it is very interesting to me. 

Bishops Harbour in Salvage

Fishing boat returning to Salvage with an entourage.

Bishop's Harbour

Houses around Bishop's Harbuor

On our way to Sandy Cove Beach, we passed the hitchhiker we dropped off earlier this morning. 

Chrissy at Sandy Cove Beach. 

This is a rare site in Newfoundland...sand. 

As we walked off the beach, the hitchhiker said hello to us like he didn't even remember us. That's when Chrissy said he smelled like alcohol. I watched him walk all the way down the beach and lay in the tall dune grass. I guess this was the beach he wanted to visit today.

We stopped here for lunch but that isn't really why we chose Gander. We chose Gander because of what the people of this town did for about 7,000 people stranded here on September 11, 2001. You can read about it here. You can also see the Broadway play "Come From Away" which also tells the amazing story of what happened here on 9/11.

It was a long drive on TCH but we finally made it to Gros Morne National Park.

We stopped to stretch our legs at a roadside turnoff...

...and found this little guy on the shoreline.

After checking in to our cabin and grabbing dinner at Fisherman's Landing in Rocky Harbour, we drove up to the Green Point campground and hiked the Coastal Trail.

The beach at Green Cove.

The trail maintenance across Newfoundland has been amazing. The trail bridge surrounded by driftwood at least 30 feet from the shoreline.

Some crazy woman that keeps following around the island. Maybe if I quit buying her dinners she will leave me alone.

The setting sun creating wonderful light for photos of the bogs just above the shoreline.

This 3-5 foot tall tunnel of wind bent trees can be accessed...

...through openings like this one. 

I believe that parts of Newfoundland looks just like parts of Ireland and Scotland. This is found on the left side of the trail...

...and this is found on the right side.

There are pictures taken by both of us on this blog. But Christy took these two photos which I thought we exceptional.

So I wanted to give her credit for these.

Now back to my pictures.

How did this happen? Drinking during dinner is responsible for this selfie.

The golden hour for photos has begun.

We sat on a tree trunk driftwood on the beach and watched the sun set across the Gulf of St. Lawrence and...

....took pictures.

 There can be so much beauty in this world if we just take the time to sit back, relax and enjoy a beautiful moment like this one. Sure it is easy to see why this particular moment is special, but any moment any where can be this special if you take the time to realize at that moment it is happening.

More fun with the fisheye lens as the sun disappears behind the clouds.

Good Night from Newfoundland.

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