I love icebergs! Someday, I hope to visit the frozen continent of Antarctica, but until then, I'll have to make do with geographically closer icebergs.
I'm so lucky to live and call Canada, home. In addition to the tractor trailer full of reasons why Canada is awesome.....we, also have our own icebergs! (Technically they originally belonged to Greenland, but as they break off from the "Mommy Icebergs" there and set off on their journeys south......they pass through "Iceberg alley", off the northeastern coast of Canada, which is in the Province of Newfoundland and Labrador).
The story of the road trip here, will be on a separate blog post all on its own. It may be the most spontaneous I've ever been in my whole life. I made up my mind to visit one Wednesday morning and by Friday I was doing a 35 hour one way drive (I guess I had to come back...so 70 hour return trip) from Toronto to the little village of Twilllingate, Newfoundland.
...and did I forget to add that because Newfoundland is an Island, the trip involves a 7 hour ferry ride from North Sydney, Nova Scotia to Port Aux Basques, Newfoundland! This isn't some "baby ferry" my friends....This ferry is massive. Carrying dozens of tractor trailers, motorhomes, cars......and of course, humans.
However, this post is supposed to be about the icebergs, not the trip to them.
This trip was in late June, early July 2017....and as you'd expect, it was done in a Nissan Altima. (The trip back to Toronto was a whole different experience!).
Back to the Icebergs! I got to Twillingate very early on Sunday morning. I had booked an Iceberg boat trip with ICEBERG MAN BOAT TOURS, for early that morning. Made the trip, with a few other tourists (about 20 in all), spent about 4 hours there, turned around and started the 35 hour trip back home.
So my friends, if you're ever anywhere near the northeast coast of North America..(from Boston upwards), before mid July any year, try visiting.
Ps. In all my trips around the huge continent of North America, the people of Newfoundland and Labrador, are the absolutely sweetest, nicest, warmest and friendliest humans I've ever come across.
During the unfortunate terrorist events of September 11, 2001, the airspace over North America was closed to all air traffic. However a whole bunch of planes were already midflight to Canada and The USA and had to be diverted somewhere. That "somewhere" was Gander, Newfoundland.....a tiny town of less than 10,000 people, who took in nearly 7,000 stranded passengers from 100 countries on 38 planes. Gander, is the closest point between Europe and North America, and is the preferred emergency landing spot for transcontinental flights in distress. The airport is so small that officials had to park aircraft like sardines in a can to make use of the very limited space available. At some point, the parked aircraft started sinking into the pavement, due to their extreme weight.
The local Walmart was sold out of EVERYTHING. Bus drivers who were on strike, put down their pickets to help people get around, Pharmacists were making calls all over the world to fill prescriptions for travellers, smokers bought up all available cigarettes and patches in town, the town's 500 hotel rooms were reserved for airline pilots and crews, and the stranded passengers were housed in town folks' homes. The people of Gander refused any money for their acts. (A little while later, thousands of dollars were raised for the city by the so thankful travellers).
A Broadway Play was recently made about this story, "Come from away". It's still playing on Broadway, New York City, as I write this.
As if you needed any other reason to love these folks, two years ago, they raised thousands of dollars to sponsor 4 Syrian refugee families to settle in their town!
This is what Newfoundlanders are known for....EXTREME HOSPITALITY!
If you ever can, VISIT!....and experience this yourself. They are a perfect example of how the world should live.
And just because you can never get tired of iceberg pictures, here are some more.