Iceberg surveillance

What we have in Pouch Cove right now is a bunch of artists watching chunks of beauty drift in. The other day's post was our first big iceberg, its caught on a shoal and is still with us. A pleasant surprise was this next one which motored into the cove while I was doing other things yesterday. There's a neat thing about icebergs I didn't know: they don't drift along like boats, they spin. As they spin we are awarded with views of them from all around and they are spectacular. These shots below are of the new iceberg, with the first one in behind.





The middle of the iceberg is open water, waves frothing within.




Over the course of the day it spun through the cove before coming to rest in shallower water.

This is this morning.

Playing tourist

Played tourist these past few days with our guest Ann. These are pics from our drive on the Irish Loop; around the bottom of the Avalon Pennisula.Above and below is a small fishing village, name escapes me at this moment, not far south of St. John's.

This is Ferryland

Further south, on the barrens, i wish i could capture how vast this treeless landscape is.

Caribou!
There was a herd of many hundreds as recently as a decade ago until a brain parasite wiped out most of them. We saw two small groups along the road.


Pebble beach along the road to Cape Race, southern tip of the Avalon, i put the house in for scale.

Little jellyfish stranded at low tide.



The little spec in the upper right corner, thats Ann, Grant and Ross; this place is so immense. we were the only people out that day. Above and the two below are of a rookery along the road to Cape Race.


Foghorn at Cape Race

Peter's river

Peter's river