I feel as though I've wanted to go to Newfoundland for so long but for some reason or another it never ends up happening. Not this time!
The night ferry wasn't quite what I had expected, felt more like a swanky club. This was the sleeping area/bar. A band even played for a while...
I had snagged a couple cobs of corn from a field in NS along the way. I tried to take them from stalks that had been knocked down and that the harvester wouldn't have been able to collect. The little fishy was the product of ten meters of fishing line and a little hook I got in Corner Brook. Have to get my meat and veggies ya know.
It seems like if you walk off the highway a couple minutes in any direction there is an awesome camp spot or a spectacular view. Besides the traffic coming by ferry once and a while the highway is pretty quiet.
The day ends at an old friends house in Mt Pearl with some delicious homemade oatmeal raisin cookies.
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