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In late August 2024, I began a month-long journey to Newfoundland. I started photographing when I arrived in Sydney, Nova Scotia. I had to wait about twenty-four hours from my arrival until the ferry to Argentia left. The ferry ride was sixteen hours long and arrived at 10:30 in the morning. I was greeted by a clearing storm with spectacular clouds.
I drove south to the St Mary’s Ecological Preserve. I got caught in a little shower while there. But I also had sunshine. The weather in Newfoundland changes rapidly. I stopped in Branch, the first of many little fishing villages I would visit. I spent my first six nights in St Johns. It is a great little city. Full of all things Irish. The houses are painted in bright colors. Often, they are referred to as jellybean houses. The people are friendly.
The second day I headed south to the Irish loop. I did not drive all the way around. Instead, I drove to Cape Race and back. I made an extended stop in Ferryland. Walked up to the lighthouse and watched as people picked up their picknick lunches. The southern part of the island was quite empty of settlement.
On day three I stayed close to St Johns. I walked the city in the morning. Then I went out to Cape Spear. The weather was sunny, warm and clear. I photographed around the lighthouse. I stopped at Petty Harbor on the way back.
The following day was another walk-through St Johns. Staying close by, I did a trip up to Signal Hill. Then over to Quidi Vidi. Made some photographs and stopped in at the brewery for some Iceberg beer. There I photographed the fishermen cleaning the cod they had caught.
The next adventure was north of the city. Stopping at two small fishing villages. The first was Bauline. It turned out to be quite common to be watched as we walked around a harbor. Here we had a man in a red truck making sure we did not do anything out of line. Then we headed to Pouch Harbor. Here we had a history lesson from three local men.
On the final day in the east, it rained. We checked out the only Planet Fitness on the island and the Rooms. This is a large museum that overlooks the city. No photographing this day. Then it was off to central Newfoundland.
In late August 2024, I began a month-long journey to Newfoundland. I started photographing when I arrived in Sydney, Nova Scotia. I had to wait about twenty-four hours from my arrival until the ferry to Argentia left. The ferry ride was sixteen hours long and arrived at 10:30 in the morning. I was greeted by a clearing storm with spectacular clouds.
I drove south to the St Mary’s Ecological Preserve. I got caught in a little shower while there. But I also had sunshine. The weather in Newfoundland changes rapidly. I stopped in Branch, the first of many little fishing villages I would visit. I spent my first six nights in St Johns. It is a great little city. Full of all things Irish. The houses are painted in bright colors. Often, they are referred to as jellybean houses. The people are friendly.
The second day I headed south to the Irish loop. I did not drive all the way around. Instead, I drove to Cape Race and back. I made an extended stop in Ferryland. Walked up to the lighthouse and watched as people picked up their picknick lunches. The southern part of the island was quite empty of settlement.
On day three I stayed close to St Johns. I walked the city in the morning. Then I went out to Cape Spear. The weather was sunny, warm and clear. I photographed around the lighthouse. I stopped at Petty Harbor on the way back.
The following day was another walk-through St Johns. Staying close by, I did a trip up to Signal Hill. Then over to Quidi Vidi. Made some photographs and stopped in at the brewery for some Iceberg beer. There I photographed the fishermen cleaning the cod they had caught.
The next adventure was north of the city. Stopping at two small fishing villages. The first was Bauline. It turned out to be quite common to be watched as we walked around a harbor. Here we had a man in a red truck making sure we did not do anything out of line. Then we headed to Pouch Harbor. Here we had a history lesson from three local men.
On the final day in the east, it rained. We checked out the only Planet Fitness on the island and the Rooms. This is a large museum that overlooks the city. No photographing this day. Then it was off to central Newfoundland.