Monday 19 August 2013

Day 48, Friday August 9th-Twillingate still


Day 48, Friday August 9th, 2013


View from our B&B
We awake to another blue sky day; we have been very lucky with the weather during our tour having only had one rainy day so far.  We take picture of our view from the B and B which looks over Twillingate harbour.  We have a full agenda again today after have completed our recon mission yesterday.  We have a quick breakfast, get an update on the Roger’s Cup for Roma and we are off.


Roma and Julie at Prime Berth (note livecam beside us)
Sei whale skeleton
First stop is out to the “Prime Berth” which is a private museum just after the causeway on Twillingate Island.  The term Prime Berth refers to the practice of the fisherman having a lottery for the right to certain areas for setting their nets, they all hoped to get the best spot which was the “Prime Berth”.  The museum is excellent and shows what a person with a vision and some hard work can achieve.  It features a number of buildings with most set up along/over the water.  Each building gives some different insight to life in an outport community.  One building features an underwater camera so you can see real time what is happening out in the bay.  The museum also features the skeleton of a Sei Whale.  The skeleton is from a whale which beached itself about 20 miles from the Prime Berth.  The owner got permission to have the whale, he then transported it to a deserted island to let it rot and then 2 years later assembled the skeleton.  Lots of work but quite eye catching.

Jelly fish
From the Prime Berth we head off to do a hike up a hill aptly called “look out hill”.  The hike was ~4 kms long so Roma only did a bit of it.  The trail featured 4 look outs all affording excellent views of Twillingate Island and the surrounding waters.  From here it was back to the B and B for a lunch which was quite tasty as we finished the left over lobster.

We headed over to the village of Little Harbour to do a hike out to a Natural Sea Arch.  Roma declined to do any of this one and stays with the van to read.  We head out on another great adventure.  We meet a couple on the way out who reported they were unable to find the arch but did spot lots of poison ivy, so it is now somewhat of a test to see how we make out.  The test is not hard, there are signs to the arch and we see no poison ivy.  The archway is neat to see.  We head back to the van and find Roma fast asleep, she figures she got a half page read.

From here we head back to the Durrell Museum, this time knowing that we had to get through it by 5 pm.  The museum is good; it is located in an old armoury which was used by the Arm Lad Brigade up till the 60’s.  It has a number of items from the ALB and also a stuffed polar bear.  The polar bear arrived in Twillingate in 2000 on the pack ice.  It was killed just off the main wharf when it was deemed a danger to all the people showing up to look at it.  A 2nd bear, possibly a sister to the one killed was spotted further out and tranquilized and shipped back to Labrador.  From here it is off to Twillingate North as we have tickets to a “Kitchen Party” which will take place at the Anchor Inn.  Kevin is also going to meet us there as he will be driving up to Twillingate after work.  Prior to heading over to the Anchor Inn we take in an Art Gallery owned by Tom Stuckless a local artist who painted a picture of an outport house move entitled “Greener Pastures” which is now well know.  He is from Twillingate and still lives here.

We show up at the pub and meet some of the other guest, the host ask where we are from and when we say Sudbury another group says that is where they are from as well.  We get ready for the “do you know game”, but it is cut short when the man says you look like a Dawson.  It is Bruce Hall with his wife and daughter.  Bruce is a mine rescue training officer in Sudbury who I had met during my time in mine rescue; it certain is a small world. 

Kevin arrives just in time for the show and we enjoy a couple of hours of songs and stories.  Near the end of the evening we are all given the opportunity to get Screeched In.  Julie and I take a pass but Kevin signs himself and his grandmother up.  Getting Screeched In consist of kissing a stuffed puffin, reciting a newfie saying and then doing a shot of bad rum bottled in Newfoundland know as Screech.  If you get the saying wrong you get to do another shot and try again.  Roma gets it on the first try but it takes Kevin 4 tries, needless to say he out of being the DD.

We are back at the B and B by 11 pm and off to bed as we have big plans for the next day.

Cheers

Dawson and Julie




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