we picked wild blueberries and wild raspberries.

Evie tried the black berries and partridge berries (ligonberries), they are both pretty sour.

The sod cellar is where dad kept the winter vegetables, it was next to my great grandfather’s house, which is gone now. The water pump is where they got water back then.

Our friend Bucky, such a sweet horse.


We had a fire and made some smores, but it was so cold outside that the chocolate was too cold to melt!!

Hiking D’Iberville Trail

This morning we got up early to get a small hike in before the rain came.  This area is in a small town in Newfoundland and the trail runs along the side of a large hill that spans between two communities. At the start of the trail is an old sod cellar, these were (some still are) used to keep vegetable over the winter. The trail follows some mysterious rock formations, which appears to be old rock walls and houses.  When these were found archaeologists visited but were unsure because they haven’t seen these type of formations and not sure why they are in this location and the “wall” is in a strange place and why would it be there.  They did find a distinct house formation.  There is also a lot of small pottery pieces in the ground around there which they dated from the 1700s.  We found some small pottery pieces just walking the main trail.  I think if this was excavated they would find a lot as they has been 300 years of erosion and overgrowth to hide what is actually there.  I think this was a small fishing village that was colonized as to what happened after that who knows.  There are also a lot of caves around there that have grown over, we saw a few.  It was always rumored, when my Dad was a kid, that Beothuk Indians used to live around in those hills on that point of land.  There was also talk of pirates and one particular one who this trail is named after.  If we were brave enough to go in one of those caves maybe we might have found pirate treasure…not brave enough.  There are also a lot of pretty brightly coloured mushrooms growing in the dark moist environment.  Dad said in the fall some of these are really nice pink and blue colours. We picked a few handfuls of blueberries along the way. We saw a big Loon just floating on the water, every few minutes it would stick its head underwater and then come back up.

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