While Pootie's parents were visiting, we took them out to Cape Spear. We hadn't been yet.
Cape Spear is the Easternmost point on the North American continent. (As an aside, our friends Carol and David happened to be in Vancouver while we were there, and they were visiting the Westernmost point of Canada. We were as far apart as we could be and be in the same country.)
According to our sources, it's an excellent spot for whale watching. In the summer. Not when we were there. Bummer. They have whale identification plaques on the hill overlooking the water.
The place is absolutely gorgeous and we had a perfect day for it. Blue sky, great temperature and not too much wind.
The lighthouse was built in 1839 and is the oldest lighthouse in Newfoundland and Labrador.
They're obviously working on doing some restoration right now. So we couldn't go in. Also, the gift shop was closed. I was sad.
But it's hard to stay that way with this scenery. Just look at that water!
I crawled to the edge to get that shot. I'm not a fan of heights. Which is mostly because I'm not a fan of falling off a cliff face into churning water and rocks.
Pootie found a WWII gun, so we lost him to that for a good thirty minutes. I let him take the pictures of that. He's leaning against the fortification in the picture below.
From Cape Spear, you can see the entrance to St. John's Harbor. Harbour. Whatever.
You can see how protected it is. The entrance is between those two bluffs. That's Signal Hill on the right with the little pokey-uppy tower. We haven't been there yet either. But we will. Then I'll get a shot of the lighthouse from there. It's hard to tell from this shot, but the water is pretty rough. Not to mention cold. There are caution signs all around about not going too far out on the rocks. They say 8 people have been washed off them and drowned. I took their word from it and stayed back here.
This place is just ridiculous. It's stunning everywhere you go. I still can't quite get over it.
Those were the photographically notable places we went on their visit.
As for food, we ate at home some and out some. I cooked:
Pesto crusted salmon - which is just what it sounds like. Salmon cooked quickly in a pan with a coating of pesto sauce on one side.
Pork Chops with Creamy Cabbage - which I've done before here.
We ate out at Atlantica, and Bacaloa.
Atlantica was very fine dining indeed. It's the restaurant that is part of the Reids' Inn.
Atlantica is not for the faint-hearted as far as prices go. But the food is very good. Now, the following statement is not a complaint. At all. But we do notice that restaurant prices tend to be significantly higher here than in the US. And I'm not talking about prices in the booger woods. I'm talking about compared to nice restaurants in New York City, Chicago, Denver, New Orleans, etc. I do travel occasionally. Perhaps not willingly, but I do travel. It was a fine meal. Mrs. Reid and I had duck, which is my choice if it's available, usually. Pootie had halibut served in a carrot broth with vegetables. And Mr. Reid had lamb. The desserts were excellent, but now I can't remember what mine was called. It was chocolate and moussy and kind of like a napoleon. The dessert, not the general. Except without the puff pastry. Which probably makes it nothing like a napoleon at all. But it was layered.
We also ate at Bacalao downtown. It was not quite as pricey, but really just as good. There are two or three cozy little dining rooms with fireplaces. It's a snug, comfortable place and the service was outstanding. We felt very welcome. I had a moose sausage penne, and Mrs. Reid and Pootie both had caribou with a partridgeberry sauce. I tasted it and it was delicious. A lot milder than I would have thought. I expected it to taste like venison. It doesn't. My penne was good, but I ordered it just a little too spicy. Mr. Reid had a seafood pot pie that he said was great.
Secondary to the food was some quality time with family. Well, OK, not secondary, but the food was important. It was so good to see faces from home, and get to tour some of this amazing place with Pootie's parents. We're so glad they made the trip.