Saturday, June 24, 2017

Breathe

On Sunday a friend picked me up after church with a picnic in her bag and took me out for a hike at Tors Cove. My friend has been here just over a year and she told me that she never tires of the scenery, that it never stops being beautiful. I can see why.



The thing I've learned about Newfoundland is that it is always windy. Always. At a glimpse the weather might seem a bit cool but then you get out and get moving and realize that the wind is a bit cool but the air, in fact can be quite warm (there has been frost while I've been here too...the weather varies quite a bit).


Iceberg! Straight ahead! Do you see it? That white spot in the distance? It is an iceberg. Amazing right?


The terrain is rugged. There is always another hill to climb, another step to raise yourself. That is the path we took on Sunday...well a small bit of the 5km that we hiked anyway.


There are many islands just off the island of Newfoundland. I hear that it isn't uncommon to spot sheep or goat hanging out on these islands. Keeps everyone contained!



Honestly, I am not sure if I would tire of this amazing place either. The wind blows so hard sometimes that I have the urge to lean in. Perhaps it's time.

Head Up.
Eyes Closed.
Lean In.

Much love,
Heather




Thursday, June 22, 2017

A Glimpse

My first full day in NL I was promised a day of 'adventuring'. We would hunt whales, ice bergs and see (some of) the sites in the area.

I can't even say where we started anymore. NL is stunning. NL is awesome (as in awe-mazing). No matter the direction you look, there is a view to take in.

This is from the docks of The Colony of Avalon. Pretty amazing. There is an archaeological dig there revealing what is believed to be one of the first colonies in NL. Crazy right? I have photos of that too but...perhaps I will share them another time.

I found this in a local gift shop. I didn't purchase it as I don't dig bologna BUT how much more NL can you get?!? I loves it!


Cape Spear is the most Easterly point of North America (or so I've been told!) It is stunning. Honestly, behind words. For perspective look for the (crazy) person standing down on the rocks. Everything is SO big here.


Signal Hill overlooks the city of St. John's. Cabot Tower was just built in 1898 (it's the same age our house!) The interesting thing about St. John's is that the city isn't really very old. They have had a number of devastating fires that have lead to the city being rebuilt a couple of time (no quoting me here!)



Signal Hill is the perfect location for military reasons (or at least it was). You can see the city from one side of the hill.


And right out into the Atlantic Ocean from the other side. There are some amazing looking trails around the hill that I am hoping to enjoy in the coming weeks...as I said, Saturday was about having a glimpse of many things.


By the time our tour was over late Saturday afternoon, I was exhausted. It was simply so much to take in. All so overwhelmingly gorgeous (did I already say that?)

So Big.
So Beautiful.
So Awe-some.

Much love,
Heather


Tuesday, June 20, 2017

Hello St. John's

My first full day in Newfoundland we went to Bowring Park, one of the amazing parks right in the city. It is full of trails and history, much like Newfoundland itself.


There are six Caribou monuments installed in places where The Royal Newfoundland Regiment fought significant battles to honour those who lost their lives.


The Fighting Newfoundlander was unveiled in Bowring Park by Edgar Bowring in honour of those who fought in WWI. This particular soldier is surrounded by Forget Me Nots. They are a symbol of remembrance often worn on July 1st here in Newfoundland.


Peter Pan represents so much that I love and the dedication on the statue is perfect:
Presented to the children of Newfoundland by Sir Edgar R. Bowring in memory of a dear little girl who loved the park.

Newfoundland is rich with history and the people here are so happy to share the stories of their past. It's pretty amazing.

I have arrived.

Much love,
Heather