There’s no other way to say it, Newfoundland is a place of intense natural beauty.
After a wonderful week in Nova Scotia, it was time to sail for Newfoundland! Fletcher and Ruby Jean got to try out their sea legs with a short water crossing early in the day.
Meat Cove. So named because it was a plentiful source of meat (moose, deer, etc.) for passing ships. I’m thinking they should’ve called it Wicked Awesome Sunrise Cove.
Today was a driving day. Time to head north to Cape Breton. As soon as we arrived, we decided to scout for a boondocking site on Crown Land.
This evening we arrived safe and sound (although a bit wet) on the south shore of Nova Scotia. Graves Island Provincial Park to be exact.
On this beautiful Sunday afternoon, we took Frank’s advice and kept going after reaching the always lovely (and popular!) Warren transfer station. We encountered some fairly gnarly roads, a couple of low creek crossings, saw several great potential camp spots, and enjoyed an incredibly beautiful lake.
… or how to take a break after work, but before dinner.
Drink ‘er in, folks. It’s a 700 lbs. bed on wheels covered in aluminum. Excited!
Ruby Jean seemed proud to take us voting even though she was surrounded by enemy signs…
Even for our little town, turnout was significant.