18 August
Last night in north New Foundland we were at a campground
that instructed you to boil water for 5 minutes before drinking, yet we had our
best Internet connection of the trip to date.
In fact we were fortunate to FaceTime with Trent, which was great
catching up with him. He would have
reached 100 surgeries on Friday, but two were canceled. Regardless he is feeling comfortable with “routine
surgeries” and hopes that his supervisors think he’s ready for more challenging
assignments.
Now back to the trip…
We drove south (because we were as far north as we could
get) along 430 and the St Lawrence Bay to Gros Morne National Park. It took us 4 hours to get to the park, which
was good. We took a 6km walk out to
Western Brook Pond, through bogs and sub artic forest (thinks squat short pine needle
trees), with some late season flowers.
Of course we didn’t see any moose, but lot of other folks were headed
out the walk to take and the two hour
boat tour out to the former fjords that were carved by glaciers. As ice bit through the 1.2 billion year old
block of granite and gneiss, fjords were formed as was Western Brooke
Pond. We could have hiked further, but
it required fording Brooke Creek and there’s no way I’m deliberately getting my
feet wet hiking, without the proper equipment.
After our stroll, we headed south again for another
trailhead. Unfortunately it took us a
lot longer than we thought it was going to take, so we opted just to pull out
at a scenic view of the eastern arm of Bonne Bay and the Tablelands.
It was getting late, and Roger didn’t want to
drive on unfamiliar roads with potholes, narrow shoulders, and possible
wandering moose (if the prolific signs were any indication; however they were
probably all napping when we went out to Woody Point.) We got to out campsite with no fuss and are
spending the night at Deer Lake, which is at the junction of The Canadian
Highway 1 (TCH1) and 430. All in all a
lucky day-- because we only saw a short drizzle of rain.
Random thought for the day—why don’t groceries sell beer,
yet gas stations do? There are frequent
signs about hands free cell phone usage, but beer is sold at gas stations
(along with hunting licenses.)
The answer to the title question is a fen is the same thing
as a bog.
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