Step aboard… experience the WONDER.  Witness the world’s largest concentration of humpback whales, as we cruise along our beautiful coastlines.  Steam through the passageway of 12,000 year-old icebergs as they arrive after breaking off from the Greenland ice shelf and slowly melt into our frigid waters.

Book a tour on IcebergQuest.com, kinda think you’re gonna see – well, icebergs.  Oops, wrong season.  No icebergs, no puffins, no whales.  No discount either.  BUT still the BEST way to see St John’s, Newfy’s harbor-nestled capital on the North Atlantic.

Downtown walk, easy to locate: Water St to Pier 6 (street parallel to restaurant-littered George).  Knowledgeable upbeat crew – ALL with the Newfoundland accent.  LOVED it!  Sailed thru the Narrows into the cold expansive Ocean.  Can’t imagine how our Pilgrim ancestors stomached the voyage OR had the courage.  Blank landscape/nothing but grey rocking waves.  Looked back on the North American continent: Greenland north, Ireland due east.  Cool/constant breeze kept me easy, stomach steady.  2 other tourists not as fortunate.  Crew comforted with trash bags, exchanged ‘em often.  Uck.

Cape Spear, Signal Hill, Cabot Tower, Fort Amherst.  Capt’n spouted lotta Newfy facts, furthering my O’ Canada knowledgeable.  Tuned in bit more than normal, dug his pseudo-Irish brogue.  ‘Round the active lighthouse on Cape Spear, then circled back to town.

Marathon tomorrow but not before dinner.  Ya’ll know I’m a foodie 😊  Seafood’s what’s cookin’ in St John’s.  Tops here?  Mussels & cod.  Heard it, lived it: LOUD & CLEAR.  Cod chowder starter.  Cod tongues app.  Steamed mussels dinner.  GREAT local eats.

Transportation fail.  Bowring Park, Monday’s Huffin’ Puffin start: FIVE miles away.  Taxi to the airport, last-minute car rental.  These boots are tired of walking ♫ ♬ ♭ ♮   Whew!

Newfoundland Island