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2007Atlantic Canada Ride


Labrador

 

 

The bike swallowing ferry

 

 

But wait, it gets better...

 

 

We have returned

 

The view from our motel room

 

 

After a foggy boat ride and an even foggier ride from the terminal to our motel in L'anse-au-Claire, the sun broke free

L'anse Amour lighthouse

 

 

Icebergs on the beach

 

 

It may be just a bit of ice, but it's probably thousands of years old. 

Can holding an old piece of ice can be a thrill ? You bet it can be. That thing would make one hell of a Slurpee.

 

 

Itty, bitty bergy bits

 

The road to L'anse Amour

 

 

L'anse Amour light - view from below

 

 

... and the view from above

 

 

We don't need no stinkin' iceberg boat tours now do we ???

 

Part of this trip's quest was to visit the site of the demise of the HMS Raleigh which ran aground in 1922. Apparently they were trying to avoid the only berg in the Labrador Straits that day and promptly ran aground. The boat sat their until 1924 when the Brits got a bit tired of the constant reminder of the event. They went in with another ship and blew her to bits. Seems they were better at shooting than navigating.

 

 

 

Some of the remains of the Raleigh washed ashore by storms. 
(Yes, that's an iceberg being pounded by the waves.)

 

Occasionally, just occasionally, we have a day that we know we will remember forever. This was one of those days.

These rare days, when they happen, always remind me of  R.L.Stevenson's "Requiem"

Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie,
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be,
Home is the sailor, home from sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

 

Just up the road from our motel

 

Gawd only knows how the captain got back across without hitting something.

 

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