Port aux Basque, Isle aux Morts, and the ferry ride back.

June 28; driving towards Port aux Basque to catch the ferry to Nova Scotia.

6,000km.

The other Humber River.  Why can't there be original names for rivers in this country?  Every river has to have a namesake in another province...there was a Black River, a Black Creek River, and a few other ones that were duplicated.

Cape Ray Cove.  Stopped at the local museum, but it was closed.  I noticed that the door was open, so I walked in.  The ladies in there were cleaning up for the opening the next day, but they were quite happy to let us walk around and take a look.  One of them showed us around and when I mentioned that I was an archaeologist, she ran to her car and brought a bin of artifacts from a site that was excavated nearby.  She took the artifacts out and then told us where to go so that we can look at where the excavation used to be.  They were so nice and very excited about us stopping by and looking at their museum.   By the end of our visit there were about 10 more people there.  I am not sure if they all came to clean, or the word got around that there were tourists in town.  Just kidding, I'm sure they get a lot of tourists.

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There were lots of artifacts there.  It looks like there were are a lot of archaeological sites along these coasts...

Just a great view.

One of the last lighthouses that we'll see in NL.  This is the site of the first underwater telegraph cable in North America.  The Newfoundland end of it, that is.

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More outhouses.  This time: 'his and hers'.

Isle aux Morts, two astrolabes were found in shipwreck of the coast and are considered 'Heritage treasures'.  Both are housed in the provincial museum.

Just a very pretty place.  There is a story of a local hero, George Harvey, his son and daughter, and their dog, Hairy Man, rescued sailors from two ships that sunk off shore.  The only people living there at the time.  His grave is in town.

Pretty!

Good photo of Tony.

Someone dropped these houses there and then created the roads around them.

Driving through Port aux Basque we came across this front yard.  The creator was sitting in a chair watching the birds...I waited until we were around the corner, so he wouldn't see me taking a picture.

The back of the hotel, just under our window, seems to be the town's ATV training ground. 

Last Newfoundland sunset from our bedroom window.

The Caribou - take 2.

Cruising along Port aux Basque - a picturesque town fading away.

The last lighthouse.

Getting smaller and smaller.

And there she was.  Gone.
So long, Newfoundland, we hope to be back.