Day 81 August 29, 2014
Gros Morne National Park, Newfoundland, Canada
We got an early start this morning, and drove over to the tiny community of Trout River.
It was dang cold this morning, so you can imagine our delight when we saw wool socks for sale at one of the little houses on the main street. Mark picked out a nice pair of brown and white striped socks. I would have bought a pair too, but they all looked too huge.
At 10:00 am, we joined the park ranger’s interpretive talk at the Tablelands.
The Tablelands were pretty spectacular looking on their own, and with a bit of education about what we were actually looking at, we had an even greater appreciation for how special this place was. You can google it to learn more, but basically, this area is one of only a couple places on earth where the earth’s crust and mantle rock are exposed. This is orgasmic stuff for geologist types, of which I’m not, but, just sayin.’
Following our Tablelands visit, we returned to Woody Point to have lunch and have a better look around. This time I scored, and found a hand made knit wool hat in one of the little shops. Now Mark’s feet would be warm, and my head would be warm, and I guess we could swap socks and hat once in a while, if necessary.
After lunch, we walked across the street to a little coffee shop to take on some “liquid energy.” I tried the “Black Forrest Coffee” concoction, which was out of this world, and I don’t even like coffee very much!! Secret recipe…coffee, chocolate syrup, and cherry juice. Yum!! Must remember to try this at home.
The coffee did us good, and kept us revved up for the rest of the afternoon of exploration. We took a short hike to Southeast Brook Falls, followed by a drive to Rocky Harbor, and a hike around Lobster Cove Head Lighthouse.
There was a nice campground nearby at Green Point, Green Point Campground (duh!), with ocean views and a nice vibe, so we docked for the evening and relaxed. We took in the sunset, admired yet another wild looking expedition vehicle, cooked dinner, and played music around the campfire with one of our neighbors. When it was too cold to play anymore, we called it a night, and retired to the cozy Space Shuttle.