Packing up wet just plain sucks. At least we enjoyed a dry night courtesy of Killdevil Camp, but still had a bit of a mess to pack away the next morning. We dragged everything into the picnic shelter and bagged it all in garbage bags before we hit the road, headed south for the ferry on our last day on The Rock.
The run down the western coast was uneventful, and ironically some of the best weather our entire time on the island.....just as we were leaving. Once again we had booked the midnight crossing, having more to do with when we wanted to arrive in Cape Breton rather than when we wanted to leave. Still, we had the better part of the day left to explore the general vicinity of the ferry terminal in Port-aux-Basques.
We took the opportunity to visit Cape Ray and it's lighthouse at the southwest tip of Newfoundland, and then took the extremely scenic Route 470 east along the south coast to Isle aux Morts and Rose Blanche, one of our favourite little towns in all of Newfoundland.
We returned with some time to spare, and the friendly folks at the Visitor Welcome Centre told us they were closing, but that we were Welcome to set up our tent if we wanted to dry it out before we boarded the ship. We gladly took them up on the offer.....and even borrowed a few nearby rocks temporarily to make sure the tent did not end up across the harbour.
Eventually we drove to the terminal and settled in line to board the MV Highlanders, sister ship to the ferry that brought us over. Even had a nice little chat with the CFIA inspector tasked with making sure we weren't taking any potatoes off the island. Memories, yes. Spuds, no.
Soggy tent
Packed and ready to roll!
Thanks again!
Drying out
The Wreckhouse Wrevisited
Outdoor Reading Room
Cape Ray
Beautiful Decay
Rose Blanche
Rose Blanche, Part Deux
Rose Blanche III
A farewell to Newfoundland
MV Highlanders
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