Reading through this entry, I realized that I never once say that the boat tour we went on was the Western Brook Pond tour, which is one of the more well known spots in Gros Morne.
Monday | Aug. 17, 2015 @ 9:00pm
This morning started off a little different because the alarm didn’t go off. I guess I forgot to set it. So I woke up with the sun streaming through the tent. It was only an hour after we were planning on getting up so no big deal. We took down the tent and headed for Rocky Harbour. We had to do some grocery shopping since we were getting low on drinking water as well as a few other things. We ended up going to more than one store since the first one didn’t have everything, and we still never found any lunch meat type stuff that could work for lunch sandwiches. Oh well. We also went and bought tickets for the boat tour for this afternoon.
We had some time so we stopped by the Lobster Cove lighthouse. There was a small exhibit below the lighthouse and some short trails…nothing too exciting, although the exhibit about the life of a lighthouse keeper was interesting. We also saw a picture of the old lumber settlement in Lomond that looked like it was right in the same spot that our campground was. We had found some ruins on the beach and heard that it used to be a logging camp. It’s crazy how fast these things can disappear in only fifty years.
We then went to Green Point where we got our new campsite. The ocean is in sight on the horizon and it’s just a short walk to get there. We had some time before the boat tour so we had lunch then had a nap in the tent. We’ve been trying to stay out of the sun a little because we both have sunburns and all this time in the sun lately hasn’t been helping.
When we arrived at the parking lot for the boat tour there was a lot of cars already there. There is a 3km trail that leads to the boat dock. There were quite a few people, which isn’t surprising because this is the most well known attraction in the park. The boat was a little bit packed but we managed to get a spot on the bow, which was good since we were traveling through a fjord, and all the good pictures could be obtained this way. The rocks were crazy high on either side…around 2000ft. Once we were up close we could see that there were many large cracks in the rocks that waterfalls were flowing down from. The rocks got closer and closer together until we reached the end, where there was a waterfall falling from the very top of the cliff. All in all it was a very spectacular trip that is not easily described in words or photos.
The 3km trail back seemed a little long after standing in a boat for two hours. Once we got back to the campsite we had a good hearty meal of pasta in preparation for the gros morne climb tomorrow…which I don’t feel at all ready for.
The Narrow Twisty Road 