Everyone knows I like to drive—the freedom of the road and all that. But having finally finished that long road through Labrador, I am of the informed and objective opinion that it totally sucked. The three towns were interesting, in…
I’ve been spending the last few days driving one of the most remote roads left in North America—a lonely, 1000 mile trek from Blanc-Sablon, Quebec (on the border, right near the Labrador ferry terminal) to Baie-Comeau. About 800 miles of…
Camping in Gros Morne National Park. The first Viking settlement near St. Anthony from about 1000AD, where Leif Ericsson was. There’s an iceberg in the distance. And a picture of one of many moose.
What a pleasant day today—the kind that sneaks up and gives you an affectionate kiss on the cheek. The rain stopped somewhere in the night and woke to sun and a thick blanket of dew on the windows. Wes and…
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Arrived Newfoundland yesterday after a seven hour ferry ride. Making the long drive to St. John’s, the furthest point east, before meandering my way back along the coast from there. Made it through Wreckhouse, the fitting name of a section…
15,000 miles and 4 1/2 months later, I have finally arrived Sydney, Nova Scotia and the long boat to Newfoundland. Departing in the morning. Pictures are from camping near Inverness beach, square dancing at West Mabou Hall, and the Cape…