Redbone
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And find Puffins we did! They are a curious looking and acting bird, when they fly sort of remind me of what a penguin would look like if they flew. Their short little wings beating furiously until they are close to the water, then a short glide onto the water. Our viewing of them were partially overshadowed by an appearance of 2 possibly three humpback whales that were feeding near the rocky islands that were just beyond the rocky perch the puffins called home. The whales were very impressive to me even though I have seen orca’s during the time I lived in the state of Washington. The first glimpse of the whales was the burst of water from their blowhole which initially puzzeled me because it was so far from me. It was from that first sighting that Dave and I concluded that we had just made up the new international hand signal for whale sightings!
Just to be clear it wasn’t the fault of the construction zone that I had gastronomic issues, more than likely it was the previous evenings dinner. I wonder if our giving the waitress a hard time had anything to do with it? Nah, a couple guys like Dave and I were probably the nicest “hard time” she had on a shift in a long time! We even tipped her quite well, shame on me for thinking “she may have doctored up our dinner”!
Fogo Island, we had a couple people say it would be worth the trip to go over, but we ran into very few people that had gone over, at least recently. It was kind of comical after a while to say the least but we decided that even if the ferry did actually get us over to Fogo, would it leave us stranded for a couple of days? In the end we decided not to chance it, so-no-go-to-Fogo!
Our nights lodging in Twillingate we thought we’d camp so we found a RV campground that also had tent area. The campground host was away at dinner or something and for our entertainment we had an aptly dressed Harley rider filling us in what was happening with the host. He was sitting on the deck outside of the office tossing a few down. Like Dave said he asked how our “Yammies” were running, we really got a chuckle about that, especially after Dave shut him up by telling him we actually worked on ours!
Ah yes, the incline campground. Like Dave said we were lucky enough to get a somewhat level spot that I only had to reposition 5 or 6 times to keep my blood from pooling in one extremity or another! The dinner may have sounded somewhat spartan but it was actually really good tasting moose sausage on some fancy crackers, along with an energy bar it probably just what the doctor ordered, gastronomically speaking. We did some shopping in a grocery store called Bidgoods which had all kinds of ocean sourced and local wild game/ berries offerings. Such exotic tastes as cod tongues, seal flipper (which I tried and liked!), seal loin’s, rabbit and partridge this is amongst other standard Newfoundland fare.
Good times indeed!
