I started to realise, this island, The Rock, as Newfoundland was often called, was bird haven. I left St John’s and drove south, to Cape St Mary’s which was another bird breeding reserve.
Following the cliff trail, murre, cormorant, guillemot and gannet nesting sites dotted the cliffs, each with their own breeding area. Continue reading Newfoundland’s Cape St Mary’s Ecological Reserve
I drove south from Newfoundland’s capital for a whale watching tour. Whale watching is often a gamble and on this day, while we saw several pods, it was disappointing. Still, being on the ocean was exhilarating and I was introduced to that distinct Newfoundland accent. Continue reading From Bulls Bay to Gull Island
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