A Picnic Ahead Of The Fog
Today we had to drive a while once again to get down to Ferryland for a reserved picnic. Maddi was quite tired from her shift and seemed to be coming down with a cold, but we got out on time. Down at the picnic site, we had to hike about half a kilometre in to get to the lighthouse on an outcropping overlooking the ocean. Really quite pretty you know. We all had to order our picnic lunch and I got a brie and ham sandwich with gingerbread cake and lemonade. Then we scouted out a place to sit and took some pictures whilst our meal was being prepared and
delivered. The sandwiches were on this oatmeal bread, which I wasn’t so sure about. It seemed more like a breakfast type bread to me. But everything was very good all in all and, by the time we finished, a fog had started to roll in, making everything look kind of surreal. By the time we had walked back to the cars, the fog had almost completely covered the area and we couldn’t see the lighthouse from the parking lot anymore. Our next mission was to beat the fog to Cape Spear so we could get pictures before having everything five feet away and further completely obscured. We got some neat photos and read some about the lighthouse and the army barracks. Cape
Spear was an army base in both World Wars and in the Second, they installed hidden guns that could fire about ten kilometres out. A pretty good defence mechanism against Hitler’s U-boats if you ask me. My family decided to explore the upper part of the area and the section of East Coast Trail that backed the historical lighthouse while the Bennetts went back out to find some cod tongues for dinner. The East Coast Trail heads about 265km across the east coast (obviously) of Newfoundland, all the way across the province. We hiked a few
klicks of it before turning back around, since the fog was getting thicker and it seemed to
go on forever. On the way back to the house, we stopped on Water’s Street so Mum could buy some Jellybean House coasters and a mailbox and so I could buy my keychain for Newfoundland and Labrador. It has puffins on it, it’s great. For dinner, Maureen fixed up quite the feast of toutens, (fried “bread” dough), fried balogna, cod tongues, scrunchions and salad. A traditional Newfie meal. I thought it was pretty good but it was quite salty, especially the scrunchions, which tasted more like hard chunks of salt instead of fried bacon, which is what they actually are. Maddi and I went to bed a little earlier since her cold had only gotten worse throughout the day and we prepared for departure the next day. Peace out m8s.