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We are off to Newfoundland so tag-along with us.

Happy Canada Day from Newfoundland


Friday, July 1st 2011


Today started out to be a nice day, 16 degrees and sunny.  I was so excited about meeting my relatives I didn’t even take any pictures. I wanted to go down and take some pictures of where they lived.  
Aunt Rhoda's house
Carson  and Linda's
Evelyn and Mac's 
Looking back towards garden
The Manuels river runs behinds their house and has a waterfall and a 6 km walking trail along the banks.  I remembered having to go down a fairly steep path to get to the swimming hole at the river.  Climbing back up was horrendous, you usually had a tire tube to haul back up with you, but oh what fun we had.  Today they have a set of stairs built to get up and down to the hiking trail.  No one swims back there anymore.  The river has been damned so no longer is as wide as it was when we swam in it, and a lot of brush has grown on the banks.  But still brought back some great memories. 
We take our time driving back to camp, stopping here and there as we usually do.  We were supposed to have fireworks and a huge campfire to celebrate Canada Day however the 
fog rolled in and they decided to postpone until tomorrow night.


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Whales, Whales and more Whales

June 30, 2011

OMG, OMG, OMG what an amazing day.  We left Elbroko by 9:00 a.m. it was 18 degrees and sunny today. We are headed for the Baccalieu Trail, which is the northern Avalon Peninsula.  Our campground, “The Blue Fin” is not far from highway 70 which will take us up the eastern side of this peninsula, along Conception Bay.  Our first stop along the way was the small coastal community of Cupids.  We stopped to get a coffee at Cupids Haven a church that had been renovated into a charming tea room and B and B.
We were given a tour and saw how they had incorporated much of the old church into the current structure.  We continued up the coast doing what Doug and I do best, getting on all the backroads.  We drove through some of the neatest little communities, which are much different than the ones on the west coast.  A lot of these towns are no longer the little fishing communities they used to be.
Although some of them still do have fishing, mostly by the larger trollers, it does not appear to be the mainstay of the community.  I would imagine a lot of the people in these communities commute to St. John’s for work, or are retired.  The drive is beautiful, along rugged coastline, with awesome views. We stopped in Harbour Grace to view the Amelia Earhart Statue.











She was the first woman to fly solo across the Atlantic ocean, in May 1932. The S.S. Kyle, built in 1913, was the first boat to provide Labrador with a scheduled service. In 1967 during a storm, she had broken loose from her moorings and came to rest on the beach.
  It was less expensive to flood the hull to prevent further drifting than to try and salvage her.
We drove through the historic section of town and saw St. Paul’s Anglican church the oldest stone church in Newfoundland built in 1835. We went inside where some members who were doing some work welcomed us to look around and gave us a brochure of the church.  
We found a small fish market down by the harbour and bought some fresh Cod fish for supper….yummy, can hardly wait.  We bought over 2 lbs and it only cost us $12.  The owner packed it in some ice as we told him we would be out and about all day.  We drove through the tiny village of Freshwater where the streets were barely wide enough for 2 cars to pass. 

We grabbed a Timmy’s coffee in Carbonear and continued on to Salmon Cove where we decided to eat the lunch that we brought along.
 As we were driving along the coast I spotted a whale and just about choked on my sandwich, Doug whipped over to the side threw Hemi in park, I jumped out camera in hand, have no idea what I did with the rest of my sandwich, oh well. Doug realized that he wasn’t really parked in a safe spot and moved ahead while I am out searching for a live whale this time. We were pretty excited about the whales and watched them for about 15 minutes. 

We could have stayed longer but we are only half way up the coast and it is now 1 oclock.  At this rate we will have to buy a big spotlight to see the other side! Ochre Pit Cove was the closest we saw today of a small community fishing village.  

The small fishing boats were moored out in the bay, which is what I remembered from years ago. 
We carry on and spy some more whales, luckily there is a small rest area and there is a small path leading down to a lookout.  Not only do we see whales 
but also this cool natural arch “The Mouse Hole” and a beautiful coastline. We force ourselves to carry on and finally arrive in Grates Cove the very tip of this peninsula.  
Grates Cove is known for stonewalls that are scattered around the community. 
They were built to surround vegetable gardens to keep out animals.  It is believed that this area was one of the first places sighted by John Cabot in 1497.  Of course we drive to the very end of the road and stop at the John Cabot monument. 
As we are walking down the trail don’t we spy whales again.  
OMG they are surfacing and spouting everywhere.  We are both so excited you would think it is the first time we have ever seen a whale.  Look there is one, did you see that one, over there another one.  We are like little kids.  We watched these amazing creatures feed on the caplin for over an hour.  I hiked around the trails to try and get closer to them, and of course, to get a better look at some of the rock walls.
Finally at 4:30 we decide we better get a move on.  But oh no they seem to be coming into the bay, quick there is another road, drive down there.  There just happened to be a B and B and the owner was working outside, so we stop to talk, of course, and his wife also comes out to talk.  Apparently these are humpback whales and they figure there are about 20 whales in the pod.  The night before they came right into the bay to feed and the spouting was so loud it kept them awake.  Amazing!  

They offered us a tea, which really hit the spot, we have been watching these whales now for a couple of hours. I forgot to mention that the temperature had now dropped to 7 degrees and it was windy and the fog was rolling in and we still have to get down the coast. 
This time we actually leave and head down the west coast to try and avoid the fog that is coming in from the east.  On the way I have to stop at Hant’s Bay to see the old wooden lighthouse
and Heart’s Content to see their lighthouse. It is now 7:00 and I am famished so we decide to have supper at the next restaurant we see.  The Cod we bought will have to keep for another day.  We stopped at a very nice restaurant overlooking Trinity Bay and don’t we have an amazing Cod dinner anyway.  Yummy!  When we left the restaurant didn’t it start to rain again.  Surprise, surprise!  What is it with the rain in Newfoundland.  12 hours after leaving Elbroko we arrive back, a little more weary than when we left, but with some more awesome memories to add to our Backroad memories. 

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An Emotional Day for Me

Wednesday, June 29, 20111

Happy Birthday to our Sarah!!!!  We are feeling a little sad about being away for Sarah’s birthday but we know she has Stephane to keep her company and make her day special.  Today I am in search of my relatives.  We leave Elbroko around 11:00 and take our time driving along the old highway that went through all the communities that held some childhood memories for me.  Holyrood,  Upper Gullies, Foxtrap, Kelligrews and then to Long Pond and over to Manuels.  I can’t believe how much has changed.  The only thing I recognized was the church. 
Everything else was so built up, new home sub-divisons, Sobey’s, and Dominion grocery stores, pizza places, strip malls and of course Tim Horton’s.  There was no way I would ever find my Uncle Shirl’s house in this!  We were actually headed for Hiscock Lane which was named for my Aunt Rhoda and Uncle Walt. 

Hiscock Lane
I was just going to knock on doors and see if anyone can tell me how to get in touch with some of my cousins.  The first door I knock on a lady answers and I tell her who I’m looking for she said you know Lynn and Karson just pulled in, and their house is right next door. 
Carson and Lynn's house
Remember I said there is no urban planning in Newfoundland.  My Aunt and Uncle were farmers and owned probably 10 acres, some of their children built houses on the property just wherever it wouldn’t interfere with the farm.I had no idea if they would still live there or not. I am so overwhelmed that I am going to find my relatives. Of course I
start to ball, oh great, what a way to meet your relatives after so many years.  Red eyed and blubbering! Doug tries to console me but then I discover he is also teary eyed.  He is so very happy for me that this is actually going to happen.  He is such a big softie with a heart as big as Newfoundland.  I walk up to the door, knock, and Carson comes to the door.  I introduce myself as Kathy, Aunt Evelyn’s daughter and he just grabs me and gives me the biggest hug ever and hauls me into the house. He calls for his wife Lynn and the flurry begins. OMG, OMG OMG I can’t believe this, you look so much like your mother, I can’t believe someone from Ontario came to visit, quick come in here, sit down.   They keep giving me hugs and saying how much they just can’t believe this.   They toss everything off the table and the reminiscing begins. It was so awesome seeing them after such a long time. They had just arrived not 5 minutes ago from being away at their trailer for a week or so.  We apologized for just stopping in like this, and we hoped we were not interfering with any plans, but I told them I had no other way to find them.  Hiscock is a very common name in Newfoundland.  They assured us we were not interfering with anything, not they would have admitted to anyway.  We had an awesome visit and made plans to go to their trailer on Saturday, which is not really very far from where we are staying at the Blue Fin.  My cousin, Evelyn, that I was closest to as a child also lived in the garden.
Evelyn and Mac's house

 We head over to her house and the exact same thing happens.  This time I was interrupting a crafting day.  Evelyn and her husband Mac both knit and make crafts to sell in local stores.  The table is cleared and we tread through all the material that is scattered on the floor and sit at the table for another time of reminiscing and getting the Newfie scoop. We exchange phone numbers and promise to come over again.  We had such an awesome afternoon, but we were not done yet.  I had to drive past where Uncle Shirl’s house used to be, which is now a muffler shop .  I had to visit the gravesites of my grandparents and my one aunt and uncle, which I was very close to. Doug and I wander around the cemetery and I do manage to find both of the gravesites.  So today was a fantastic day for me. 





One of my favorite flowers, Lupins, are in bloom here, deep purple, light purple, pink, yellow. They actually grow wild everywhere.  

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Leaving Harbour Breton in search of long lost Relatives

Saturday, June 25th to Tuesday, June 28th
We left Harbour Breton on Monday, June 27th. Saturday and Sunday were pretty much R and R days.  I did a little bit of hiking, but mostly I was knitting and beating Doug at Cribbage.

We are starting our trek towards St. John's   It's time to try and find my relatives that I have not seen or talked to in 42 years!  Hemi hauled Elbroko up those steep hills in the fog and drizzle with just a little bit of chugging and coughing.  Hemi sure was glad to get to the meadows on top of those hills! The good news is when we got back to the Trans Canada a couple of hours later we actually saw the SUN.  There is a sun in Newfoundland!!!!!  And of course it's a driving day for us.  Go figure!  We stopped for the evening at Square Pond RV campground just east of Gander. This park used to be an old Provincial park before the government of Newfoundland sold it. A lovely park on a beautiful "pond" (we would call it a lake) with lots of seasonal campers.  We did manage to go for a nice walk before guess what....it started to rain!   We headed out around 9:00 a.m. for Butter Pot Provincial Park about 30 kms west of St. John's. We arrived at the park to discover they didn't have hydro sites and the generator had to be turned off early (we've turned into softies with the cold weather we've had)  Also, we would not be able to stay over the long weekend as they were booked up.  Of course the Dickinson's totally forgot this was the July 1st weekend.  After being a tourist for a month now, our brains have gone into a semi conscious state. Hopefully this isn't the first problem we are going to encounter with our "no plan vacation", maybe this will be our first crack at boondocking.  We did remember passing a trailer park a few miles back so off we go to check it out.  No boondocking for us, luckily they had about 6 sites left and we can stay as long as we want.  Whew! It is actually a very nice park and they do have Wi Fi, so I'm back to blogging regularly, or so I thought. 


When I entered in that little secret code shazam....nothing happened.  I tried working my magic, tweeking here and there and all that did was make me frustrated beyond belief. That was it...I'm quitting blogging. We were not real satisfied with the camera we bought for Doug in Corner Brook. So we were going into Mount Pearl to take it back.  Doug knows how much I really do enjoy my blogging and  suggested I bring along my computer and maybe we can find a McDonald's so I can do some updating.  I am way behind since we didn't have access to the internet in Harbour Breton.  Maybe I should take my jammies along, I may have to spend the night there to get caught up. Hopefully it's a 24 hour one.  To make a long story short after we had dinner at Swiss Chalet we went down the street to McDonald's to blog.  Luckily, they did have one power outlet in the restaurant (my battery is pretty much pouched) and there I sit 10:30 at night...my cup of tea, and my computer blogging away. Really it wasn't that bad, I write all my notes every night in Microsoft Word and decide which of my many pictures are going to be posted. Then when I do update, I just have to copy and paste the notes and upload the pictures.  Sometimes I get a couple more gray hairs because the pictures won't go where I think they should go and some of the words end up in a weird place, but I'm learning to let the computer win.  Sometimes being able to get to sleep at night is just more important than fighting with a computer.  Finally at 11:45 p.m. I have updated as much as I was going to do without being locked inside with all those Big Macs and Quarter Pounders.  Just so you know, it's not a good idea to drink regular tea at 11:00 at night and expect to go to sleep anytime soon.  It is very peaceful at 2:00 a.m.
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