Sept 20

Sept 20

Time to start heading south. 

I camped in the cooking shelter last nite.  

 About dawn, I was in my sleeping bag and heard a moose walk past the shelter.  It was actually 2 mooses- a cow and her calf.

I hit the road and explored a bit of the area.  In much of NF, especially the north, people heat with wood.  Huge woodstacks are along the roads.  Sleds are used to haul the logs to the cutting site, then again to haul the firewood home.  

Lots of lobster traps everywhere, some stacked up in the woods, some along the shore.  Some of the stacks probably have 1000 traps.

Newfoundland and Nova Scotia have laid out many “routes”- good places for tourists.  They are labeled with signs like this.

I stopped at a lighthouse (this is the land of lighthouses!), and found my bike’s twin.  It belongs to a couple from Montreal who are touring the area.

The day before, a 65’ fishing boat ran aground here while fishing for mackerel.  Rookie captain (20 years old?) got too close to the rocks.  The boat broke up and is smeared all over the rocks.   

There is a STRONG smell of desiel fuel.  The park rangers have the shore cordoned off and the family is trying to salvage what they can.  The boat in the pics belongs to a brother and is trying to salvage something off the bottom.

Here are some pics of a typical marina:

Arches rock:

The SS Ethie, driven ashore in 1919

I got to the Gros Morne visitor’s center about 20 minutes after it closed.  Rats!  They could have told me that Berry Hill campground was closed.  I ended up at Green (point?) campground- no showers.  I have a very sheltered site- Igor’s wrath is coming.  Some people are camped in a beautiful area, but totally exposed.  They will not be happy later.  The ranger came by an chatted for quite a while, while my dinner was getting cold….