The Rock

That's the affectionate name given to Newfoundland. No snakes.  No poison ivy.   And by the chill in the air, I suspect there are very few swimsuit competitions either.

Jay, Michelle, Paul and Moie (Jay's cousin and wife) drove for about 6 hours on Tuesday and arrived at the tip of Cape Breton and camped in preparation of a morning departure on the ferry to Newfoundland.  The KOA campground was pleasantly situated on a river and was only 10 miles or so from the ferry terminal.  We had an easy dinner of hamburgers.  And a wee bit of libations.

Alright.  That's not quite accurate.

They were Cheeseburgers.

We boarded a ferry that was the sister ship to this one, and drove Big Blue right into it's nose.  The inside of this ship looked like it could house multiple football fields, and it virtually swallowed Big Blue up, and made her feel small.

This isn't yer Grandma's ferry....

Inside the ferry, we enjoyed an afternoon of surprisingly good folk music in a lounge area and free internet.

Roughing it.  Pure roughing it.

Michelle was able to keep up with her Facebook...

Ms. Technology

And after 5 hours, we saw land.

Newfin' Land.

Ha!  The "sunset" you see is actually the
camera flash!

It was a short drive to the campground and we arrived to the applause of adjacent campers who were impressed that Jay could actually back the big contraption into the campsite without taking out numerous trees.

This is the scenic view in front of Big Blue
at the campgound

From the moment we started our drive from the ferry terminal, the unique beauty of Newfoundland started to make it's appearance.  We are in an area called the Codroy Valley, and unfortunately we are going to leave this area without any sight-seeing excursions as we make our way to the Gros Morne park later this afternoon.  But here is one more look at the view in front of Big Blue at our campground, this time without Blue in it.

Fog gently hugs the "table top" mountians

After Michelle cooks a big breakfast for us all, we will pack up and head to Gros Morne for 4 nights of camping.

No, Jay's cooking breakfast.

No, Michelle is.

No...

Stay tuned.