Last evening we went for a walk along the harbor at Rocky Harbor, mainly seeking out a laundromat. We have included some really neat pictures of the fishing boats and an old wooden sailing boat (German registry) as well as the fishermen cleaning their catch. When we got there the fish inspector was making them weigh their catch and record it.
They are pretty slick at filleting, removing the cheeks and tongues (NFLD delicacy) and skinning them. They then just threw the carcass into the ocean. It was our evening entertainment.
This morning we woke to dark clouds again, but no rain and the sun broke out on several occasions. The wind was pretty weird though as you couldn’t predict which angle it was going to hit you from. It made for a pretty cool ride and active ride. Doug even had to put on his long underwear and electric vest and Norma broke out a pair of hot paws. It was a very pretty ride though along the coast, with numerous little fishing villages in nearly every cove.
We stopped at the Arches Prov. Park along the way. The trees have all died from the salt spray. We did a self portrait under the arches – pretty cool!
Along the side off the road we were seeing lots of gardens planted in the middle of nowhere. The lady at the B&B tells us this is where they find the best soil and if they find a good soil space they go for it. Also along the road there were wood piles that people have collected for their winter wood supply. They collect their wood mostly in the winter and use these neat little wooden sleds to pull the wood out. It is an honor system to not touch someone else’s wood pile but not always foolproof.
We rode to the Lighthouse Park in St. Anthonys to check “Iceberg Alley”. It was very foggy when we got there – fog horn blasting every minute – but by the time we had walked along the walkway and gone into the visitors center the fog had lifted and we could see an iceberg way out there. They apparently are floating down from Greenland and it takes about 2 years for them to get this far. Norma had hoped to see one closer to short but no luck. They say the best time for sightings is late spring, early summer.
We keep being told the temperatures and weather is unseasonably cool. It was +6.5 at 3:30 this afternoon. They were expecting minus 3.5 last evening!
We just got back from dinner - seafood again but enjoying it very much. Remember our comment above about the fishermen cutting out the cod cheeks (Doug tried these on the ferry) and cod tongues, well our appetizer was cod tongues with scruchions which is fried salt pork. Pretty salty but not bad.
Saw a beautiful big black bear on the side of the road on the way back from dinner. Later on a moose walked through the B&B yard just outside.
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