Sad to leave
One evening as we sat outside enjoying the quietness, broken only by the sound of the wind, we saw several whales blowing sprays high into the air over the water.
On the horizon an iceberg could be seen. With just a slight glance to the left, hikers climbing Brimstone Head could be observed. These particular hikers were people who had pitched their tent near the shore. They were on the last part of their Newfoundland exploration before leaving for home in Holland.
On the horizon an iceberg could be seen. With just a slight glance to the left, hikers climbing Brimstone Head could be observed. These particular hikers were people who had pitched their tent near the shore. They were on the last part of their Newfoundland exploration before leaving for home in Holland.
Turning again slightly to the left a bake apple picker walking over the rocks and bog could be watched as he picked these berries for his wife.
Very strong winds sweep beside Brimstone Head from the ocean and continuously rock our RV. We have been told that these winds do not compare to the immense strength of the winds during the winter.
The air is cool, the wind is gusting but the sun is warm... life is good!
posted by Ruthie @ 1:21 p.m.
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