“What I take with me, what I leave behind, are of less importance than what I discover along the way.”….

“What I take with me, what I leave behind, are of less importance than what I discover along the way.”….

….In Praise of Walking  Thomas A. Clarke


Ten days ago, my sister and I drove to Twillingate  and did some twacking  (the top meaning😊) before joining our cousin at R & J Restaurant for lunch. All three of us enjoy the outdoors and hiking so the conversation led to hiking in the Twillingate area.  Our cousin lives there and asked if we had ever done the hike in Little Harbour.  No we hadn’t , but of course now we have!




Lower Little Harbour where at one time people lived year around, did they resettle up the trail to Little Harbour;)?


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I have always liked the word mosey, it conjures up visions of quietly taking your time, of feeling warm and centered.  We discussed the spelling of this “Mozy Inn” , because I had never seen it written. Someone would add an ‘e’, someone would have used ‘s’ instead of ‘z’, etc., but we all agreed that it was a lovely inviting spot.  Interestingly enough I did see it written a few days later in Michael Winter’s book Into the Blizzzard…………mosey.


Sugg…an interesting surname for Newfoundland I thought

It was a brilliant, bitterly cold day.

Spelling discrepancy?

The Natural Arch .

An unexpected, invigorating hike.  Thank you Debra.

“Walking. I am listening to a deeper way. Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.”     Linda Hogan

Early Morning Musings.

Early Morning Musings.

No trek yet today, just some pondering as I sit sipping my tea surrounded by things I love.  A very old hutch, an old cabinet that my dad made years ago, a little old stand that displays my Thrift Store find of a beautiful teapot and cup that when perfectly aligned  form an Hydrangea, complete with stem and leaves; my paintings, artwork and poetry, my digital photo frame which sends out memories and, at odd moments throughout the day, I stop and enjoy, my journal and my cup which reads “Life is a Story, Make Yours a Best Seller.”   Many would not find my life a best seller, but for me  my family, complete now with sons in law and grandchildren, my curious mind, my love of hiking and exploring and the continuing search for simplicity  make it a seller that I hope to continue writing.



“Not all those who wander are lost”

“My riches consist not in the extent of my possessions but in the fewness of my wants.” J. Brotherton

I just received my TTT newsletter for 2016 and unfortunately I can’t attend this year, but I certainly recommend this festival.   Norris Point and Woody Point are breathtaking! This fe…

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Happy Spring! Gardening, poetry & hope.

Happy Spring! Gardening, poetry & hope.

It is now officially Spring, but I see little evidence of it having arrived. The Cove is full of ice, there is still snow around even though we haven’t had much accumulation this winter and the winds have been ferocious! Thankfully they have diminished today and I did see a crow tearing pieces of burlap from around my rose tree to build his /her nest (they both build the nest). They are very wise birds, so I will have to believe that Spring is indeed here. Continue reading “Happy Spring! Gardening, poetry & hope.”

When I spend a day talking I feel exhausted……..

When I spend a day talking I feel exhausted……..

Don’t forget to add the Unscripted Digital Arts Festival in Twillingate to your ‘Must Do’ list in 2016.

Treks Trails & Tales

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……………… when I spend it walking I am pleasantly tired. In Praise of Walking by Thomas A. Clark

Twillingate is fast becoming my new  favourite place. Its beautiful landscape, amazing trails, thoughtful architecture, vibrant arts community, Crow’s Nest CaféAnchor Inn, Long Point Lighthouse, talented musicians (and yes there are other kinds!) and the new Unscripted Digital Arts Festival all combine to make an outport community that is building a future while maintaining a soul.

Crow's Nest Cafe

Having moved from the city back to the small outport community where I was born, I was a little concerned how I would find places and venues to meet my cultural needs. I had to look no further than Twillingate which has the added bonus of many great hiking trails.

Early morning near Sleepy Cove, Twillingate. Early bird catches the worm. Near Sleepy Cove, Twillingate.

Not so sleepy on this particular day. Sleepy Cove. Not so sleepy on this particular day.

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I can still feel the glow on my face, as I sat watching this. I can still feel the glow on my face.

Almost every evening you will find 5…

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A short,colourful trail.

A short,colourful trail.

We passed this trail many times this summer while driving to Twillingate. Each time I said I need to explore that one, but never made the time to stop.  Finally a few months ago, in January we did, and the first thing that came to my mind was ‘what a nice little trail’.  I run a mile when I hear ‘nice little’ (sounds boring to my ears) so I replaced my thoughts with short and colourful.

I will definitely take my grandchildren on this trail, so I had to test the equipment for safety! What fun!


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I wasn’t wearing my Garmin and the signage didn’t indicate the distance around the pond, but I believe it is a little over one km. We hiked to the top of the lookout to get a little workout. Everywhere there are quotes and colourful stairs, tables, bird houses and benches. The  Town of Summerford is to be commended for the work put into the trail and I am sure walkers will enjoy looking for the little surprises around every corner.  They sure brought a smile to my face.

As you can see from the photos, it was late evening when we were here and I can only imagine how much nicer it would be in the summer and fall.

I found some magic on a cold January day.

Skerwink Trail

Skerwink Trail
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Sun and moon and beat of sea-

Great lands stretching endlessly,

Where be bonds to bind the free?

All the world was made for me!

by Adelaide Crapsey

 We travel the island of Newfoundland in our little CV, and oh the fun and adventures we’ve had! Last summer we spent five days and nights in this little camper with our two grandchildren and the fun, love, learning, hiking, eating and hair raising moments will be forever with me. But I digress (again), we also hiked the Skerwink Trail last summer and I will forever smell the scent of lilacs whenever I hear this trail discussed.

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We arrived late in the day and did a complete walkabout of these beautiful communities, Port Rexton/ Trinity East.

photos by L and C  Fudge

“In Tibet, trying to achieve happiness without understanding the cause of happiness is called lotok, “backward.” Sakyong Mipham        I am blessed to now understand what causes me happiness.

The Skerwink Trail is 5.3 km long and has been named one of the top trails in North America and one of the top five trails in Canada.  I really don’t know how this is decided and while I agree it is an awesome trail to hike, I would have difficulty choosing my favourite trail.

It’s kind of crazy that while I have visited Trinity many times and watched many of the plays and dinner theatres, I  had never hiked this trail until 2015.


What is this life, if full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare,

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cows.

No time to see, when woods we pass,

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.

No time to see, in broad daylight,

Streams full of stars, like skies at night.

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,

And watch her feet, how they can dance.

No time to wait till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began.

A poor life this if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare.

W. H. Davies

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If you haven’t already hiked the Skerwink Trail, I hope you make time this year.

After completing the trail, a visit to the Two Whales Coffee Shop is a delightful treat.

A Valentine’s Day Hike…Cull’s Point Lookout

A Valentine’s Day Hike…Cull’s Point Lookout

Looking, singing, resting, breathing are all complementary to walking.  Thomas A. Clark

 Travel  to Comfort Cove, see Comfort House and  Comfort Island, breath the cleansing ocean air. Maybe a lunch and boil up to complete your together day?


We have Comfort House which is privately owned.

I prefer to hike this trail, which is not very long approximately 3 km, in the fall and winter. In the fall it offers some vibrant patches of colour, an active forest and stunning views.

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I found it so interesting that some of the ferns were changing into their fall dress while others were still wearing a bright green. This continued into winter.


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Can you smell the ocean?  Feel the cold fall air?





A rock outcrop, a hedge, a fallen tree, anything that turns us out of our way is an excellent thing on a walk.   In Praise of Walking  Thomas A. Clark


Cliff near Capelin Cove
Cliff near Capelin Cove


Funny how we have eyes and yet not see.  I had walked this trail many times but didn’t see this old boat until this fall. It is a little off the trail and very dilapidated. I was really curious as to how it came to be there because it is far from the community and near the banks of a cliff in Capelin Cove. It couldn’t have washed ashore and how could it have been pulled up and over the cliff?  I asked a couple of locals and no one knew. Finally cousin Stephen enlightened me.  The boat belonged to Uncle Alf (Alfred) Ginn and his son had pulled this old boat (by horse and sleigh???) in here a long time ago  and had  somehow erected it to form a house for his goats!!!!!  Now that would have  been interesting to see!

I visualize Uncle Alf walking past our house on his way to Elsie Head’s store or Jim Eveleigh’s shop to purchase groceries for Aunt Minie   (how  does one spell that name??)  or on his way to the Salvation Army on Sunday.   He was actually a great uncle of mine, a fact I never knew until I was a teenager because everyone in the cove called him Uncle Alf.






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The trail takes on a totally different look in winter, again very pretty  and you always see and hear some new forest sound..birds, squirrels, rabbits and I have seen moose tracks. If the snow is deep and you are snowshoeing this trail, there is one slightly challenging part. Maybe stop after this to hug your honey and/or to ‘boil up’?


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Overnight, rabbits were dancing in the moonlight?

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Comfort Heart on Red

photo by carolfromthecove


Happy Valentine’s Day from the Cove! Hope you enjoy a walk today!