I drove to the cape the day before I left Bonavista. There was a lighthouse to explore and a view of the open sea with fresh air gushing in off the Atlantic. A busload of tourists braced the wind before they scurried into one of the other buildings on the point.
On the drive back, I took a short hike to the Dungeon, a natural arch formation, my last Bonavista stop off.
I left the Avalon Peninsula and drove north stopping at Trinity East before heading to Bonavista.
I took the Sherwink Trail and hiked through forest, past cliffs and up, down and around to a beach. Fog rolled in and I heard the sound of a warning horn through the grey mist but never spied the boat. Continue reading Newfoundland’s Sherwink Trail
From the south of Newfoundland’s peninsular, I drove north to Harbour Grace, a small town with a five hundred year history. However, I was interested in its more recent history connected to Amelia Earhart. Continue reading Earhart’s Harbour Grace
After nearly seven hours in the air, I was still in Canada. I had gone from the Pacific Ocean to the Atlantic and wanted to make the most of my first day in Newfoundland and Labrador’s capital, St John’s, in Canada’s most eastern province. Continue reading Right Across Canada