OK...the plan today was to take the boat tour of Western Brook Pond...a landlocked "fjord", and the absolute "must see" of Gros Morne. Alas, all booked up for today...so, it's a relaxing day in camp.
Weather is sunny and warm...wow, that's a change. I put out all of my sleeping gear to dry in the sun...soon...it's all dry again.
A good (and dry) night's sleep...a hearty breakfast...a welcome shower...some blog posts courtesy of the Park's WiFi.
No photos...nothing much to report.
Leftover chile for dinner...a few cocktails...early to (dry) bed.
Ed's Sidebar, Days 41-42:
Moose sausage pasta for dinner. Nothing much to think about except how does any place get a name like Cow's Head?
A bird is stationary in the air at Western Brook fjord. Ground speed zero. Air speed thirty. From the tilt of its wings it seems to enjoy the surreality of travel without distance, a journey without destination. We should be so lucky.
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