Ahoy! Iceberg Off the Port Side Bow.

Well, it was pretty darn thrilling.  We headed north to Twillingate, past which Iceberg Alley flows, to see icebergs.  Let me tell you, they do not disappoint.  Also, FYI, even on a calm day, we we were rockin' and a rollin' even in a 65' boat.  Drake was thinking of me when he booked the biggest boat he could find.  We were a bit unlucky in that there were only two icebergs within realistic reach of land for us lubber tourists.  The wind changed the day before we arrived pushing the line of icebergs headed for Twillingate away from it.

Getting to Twillingate was something of an adventure.  Apparently, Twillingate has an

industry second to fishing, and that's the creation of potholes.  Such the mark of a poor region - they really can't afford to fix their roads, and in town was even worse.  Drake had a tense drive from Gros Morne, but even he would agree it was worth it.  The scenery in addition to the icebergs was breathtaking.  Everywhere we've gone in Newfoundland has just been gorgeous.

Iceberg boat day we were a bit unlucky and had crappy weather.  It was 47 degrees when we got onto the boat decked out in long underwear, long sleeve T's, long sleeved fleece, and our hard core rain gear along with hats, ear warmers, and gloves.  We weren't toasty, but neither were we cold.  It was tremendous fortune it didn't rain on us since there was a 50/50  chance.  The wind was also pretty minimal.  The iceberg within reach was a 'growler', a little one - only the size of a 5000 square foot two

story house.  I loved the color - pale blue with striations.  This was so worth it, and I'm on a roll - second boat ride on which I WASN'T seasick.  I admit, this one was touch and go for a few minutes.

Not only was the iceberg a thrill, but the Northern Newfoundland coastline was really beautiful and interesting

Naturally, I sniffed out the only museum worth seeing:  The Armed Brigade Museum was really twofold:  It was memorabilia of the brigade populated mostly by Northern Newfoundlanders during World War I and beyond as well as a collection of important historical artifacts telling the history of the Durrell/Twillingate towns.  To top it off, their centerpiece exhibit was a stuffed polar bear, the very one who walked into town in 2006!  The game wardens couldn't tranquilize it, so they had to put it down.  The polar bear's loss, but the town museum's gain.

When the Twillingate folks aren't showing icebergs, they're fishing, and we even saw a boat 'going out'.  

Plus, there's lobstering.  The pots are strung like necklaces all over the Twillingate area.  Overall, we've wanted to see more of Newfoundland than we have.  Next, we are headed to St. John's, and I get to fulfill a thwarted fifteen year desire:  We are going to see puffins!

If you want to see all the angles of the iceberg plus some more coastal views and Twillingate, then here are more pictures

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