We’re on the northern tip of Newfoundland, right by the sea, and whaddya know? I have a signal!
My Good little camper at the Gros Morne site before the storm:
Taking in the view from the top of Berry Hill:
Catching a lift on Derek on the way to Western Brook Pond:
Inside Western Brook Pond – This place was seriously windy:
Sylas on the edge of Western Brook Pond in Gros Morne National Park:
The Next morning at the camp site:
After packing up our soaked tents and tarp, we had breakfast at the Treasure Box. There we met Margaret, the proprietor of Alderbed Cottages in Rocky Harbour. Margaret gave us an awesome rate on a beautiful cottage with a bedroom and loft. We had hot showers and some pizza in the oven. Oh did it feel good to sleep in a bed while Mother Nature unleashed her fury outside.
With so much rain, we grew tired of seeking shelter in Rocky Harbour, so we headed north. Once outside of Gros Morne, we came across Arches Provincial Park. An awesome place that would offer some good bouldering if it had been drier and the ocean calmer.
Later that evening, we arrived in St. Anthony, at the top of Newfoundland. We settled down in a new campsite and watched the sun set:
The next morning, some breakfast, some packing and Sylas was ready to go, our first order of business was to climb to the top of Fishing Point. What an awesome view!
Then Derek wanted to get a closer look at the wild waters:
He got soaked. Now we’re sitting by the road, drying and cooking up our next adventures. Stay Tuned!