Sunday, July 10 - Drive to Twillingate

We spent most of this day driving to Twillingate. There was an exceptionally strong wind blowing that day. When we finally arrived at Twillingate, we took a drive around and discovered the lookout point at the tip of Twillingate Island, called Long Point. Never in my life have I experienced such a wind! The lookout platform is probably about 800 ft above the ocean. There was a story told that one time the lighthouse keeper fell off the cliff in a wind storm, but he survived because the force of the wind blew him sideways and kept him from falling into the ocean. Now I believe it.
Driving to Twillingate. A six hour trip from St. John's. Compare it with the drive from North Bay to Sault Ste. Marie.
It was so windy atop the Long Point lookout that we could hardly stand up. And this was not a storm.

View towards the historic town church from the steps of the Twillingate museum.
Cheers! Welcome to Twillingate.
Fisherman's brewis (below), a heritage meal
From Wikipedia: The meal was originally developed by sailors that were often at sea for weeks and even months where few fresh ingredients were able to withstand such lengthy trips. Therefore long lasting foods were a necessity and fish and brewis became the crew's favorite. The idea that sailors called the hardtack or sea biscuit brewis (pronounced 'brews') because of their practice of bruising or breaking up the bread into bite size pieces is likely part of a contemporary legend, and it has been argued more convincingly that the word "brewis" dates back to Middle English. Scruncheons are in the bowl, and are boiled pork and fat, which is poured over the meal for flavour.

Twillingate Harbour, from our room at the Anchor Inn Motel.
Our kitchenette.
Atop the viewpoint at Long Point. Ridiculously windy. If you jumped off the ground, you would land 2 feet away from where you started. Seriously. That's is the Long Point light station behind the kids. It is permanently staffed; one of the few in the country that is so.

We ventured down to Sleepy Cove nearby. There was nothing sleepy about it this day, since the waves were whipped up, and so were we. It was chilly!
See sea weeds.