After a lovely end-of-caravan dinner, our group split in two to head for a different ports in Newfoundland. A way too early start for the first group ended in two couples involuntarily extending their stay in Nova Scotia. The second group had an easy crossing on the TransCanada Highway. The drivers sat back and left the job to the ferry boatman. There were movies and local entertainment to keep everyone amused. Bonnie even taught card making to the ladies while the men just talked. The short drive to the campground was another day in paradise.
Cod was the word of the day as three intrepid ladies ventured onto to the docks to purchase fish fresh off the boat. No surprise, it was JeanAnne who kissed the cod in preparation for her induction as an honorary Newfie. With the downing of Screech, she got her citizenship papers.
We enjoyed a home cooked moose dinner prepared by the local Lions Club and entertainment by the Lioness who were our hosts/hostesses for the night.
The next day we moved a short distance up the road and then took the ferry across the strait to Labrador, making us among the few who have visited this distant land. We saw icebergs floating and sitting along the shore. The ice showed white and blue and green and lovely. We also visited the tallest lighthouse in Atlantic Canada; the fog horn reminding us of the encroaching fog of our return journey to NF.
We have had several confirmed moose sightings but no pictures.
On Thursday we venture back 1000 years to the time of the Vikings.
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