Cape St. Frances

We drove to Cape St. Frances, where there is a lighthouse and lovely hikes.

“Cape St. Francis is found on the earliest maps in existence, a chart from 1527.
It is believed to have been named by Gaspar Corte-Real during his voyage of 1501.
All this area is good place to pick blueberries and partridge berries in late August. “


It is close to the Caboose which Mr. Tokeloshe took the photo off, this is also from the Internet.

“The converted railway caboose now used as a summer cabin is located near Cape St. Francis, Newfoundland, on the northeastern tip of the Avalon Peninsula”

We also drove past Pouch cove, where those youths drowned last year, we saw the grave stones, which have pictures engraved of the children on them, it happened just over a year ago, when ice sheets were in the bay.

We had nice Halibut at “My Brothers place” a family restaurant in town.

Mr. Tokeloshe had Cod tongue the other day, which I believe is just a part of the cod.

“Every year, Newfoundlanders happily embrace tens of thousands of visitors by inviting them to become honorary Newfies. The procedure is really quite simple and is a more entertaining way to welcome tourists than a good old handshake. All you have to do, to forever be referred to as an Honorary Newfoundlander, is peck a puffin's ass or French kiss a cod fish. The ritual, called the screech-in, takes place all the time in bars in St. John's, on tourist whale watching boats and in private homes.”


Long may your big jib draw. (A good wish for the future)