A Twillingate Trek on Batrix Island Trail with a Culinary Tale

FeaturedA Twillingate Trek on Batrix Island Trail with a Culinary Tale

Unscripted Twillingate     is a four day celebration of digital arts which began four years ago. Each year, each day offers many events/workshops to enjoy. This year I purchased a ticket for Fire Food and Photography and Crystal Anstey from Experience Twillingate did not disappoint!

The group met at Twillingate museum and walked approximately 15 minutes  in Back Harbour to Batrix Island. The information on this trail has the starting point from Main Street and lists its difficulty level as  moderate. I believe that is referring to the last climb to the top which is a little steep.

Along the way we did a little foraging for berries and edible  plants, with Crystal sharing information on identifying and usage. It was a gorgeous, windy day with awe-inspiring views.

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…..and then we arrived. A dining table on Batrix Island beach…sure why not!!!!

The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experiences.  Eleanor Roosevelt

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While we were waiting for the food to be prepared, a few of us walked to the top of Batrix Island ….so glad I did.

There’s dining and then there’s dining. 🙂

Food by Crystal………….

……..decor by Mother Earth.

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A little discussion on plating and each of us did our own arrangement…..think mine looks pretty good…and the food was delicious.

It was all cooked over an open fire on a beach with sun and sea, with new friends and laughter.  Thank you Crystal Anstey!


O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!

Thy winds, thy wide grey skies!

Thy mists that roll and rise!

Thy woods, this autumn day, that ache and sag

And all but cry with colour! That gaunt crag

To crush! To lift the lean of that black bluff!

World, World, I cannot get thee close enough!   Edna St. Vincent Millay

…….actually it came a little too close in the above photo.:)

It was an early morning filled with brilliant sunshine in the Cove (the first in eight days), so we decided to go to Twillingate and hike in the rain:):).

Of course there is a story.

We went to the Women’s Institute Sale first and they were serving ‘light refreshments’……a non-alcoholic punch and homemade treats  that included fruit cake and an assortment of Christmas cookies. I just had to have a piece of fruit cake…….well two actually…….and then we went twacking (Dictionary of Newfoundland English defines it as ‘window shopping’, walking about).

Most all the craft shops are closed for the season but the drugstore in Twillingate is a must because they carry sooo many little home decor and seasonal items, plus beautiful scarves, socks, jewelry,etc. The Dollar Store (very little costs just a dollar) sometimes has  different items too and by this time it was time for lunch.

The Canvas Cove Bistro (check out their Facebook Page) served a delicious buffet lunch….what a spread……..and so I was so full, I had to walk.


Cousin Debbie introduced me to this trail, Lower Little Harbour, earlier this year but I hadn’t done the extra 3.6 km over the headland to Jonas Cove.

Northern Wild Raisin

This shrub caught my attention because of its lovely colour, it really stood out in the grey of the day. I find the  Wildflower Society of Newfoundland and Labrador and Todd Boland’s Field Guide, Trees & Shrubs Newfoundland and Labrador  very helpful when I am not sure of a plant’s identity.

All photos by L. Fudge

We usually take our hiking footwear and clothes on our travels, but this time I forgot my gloves…..


….but I did have an extra pair of socks which worked very well!

At first it was only overcast, then misty and then it rained, but the cool air and barren, rugged scenery were a joy.

Turr Hunters?

There are a couple of signs, one says Jonas, the other Jones….but they are referring to the same Cove………maybe Jonas Jones lived there once upon a time?:):)

The complete  Lower Little Harbour Trail is about 5km.

img_7917-800x533Juniper Berries

They are used in the making of gin, lovely added to a drink  with gin, and are also used when cooking wild game.

If you Google Lower Little Harbour Trail Twillingate, you will get mixed reviews on the difficulty of this trail, all however state that there are a couple of “challenging” areas.  Tripadvisor is a good place to check for reviews and photos.

Uphill and …..


…….down, the trail continues.

This had me laughing aloud with glee… the ocean rose at the entrance, came back down and rushed into the little ‘channel’, hitting the rocks with fury. Delightful!

 We reached Jonas Cove after a lovely hike and walked back out on a much shorter path to the community of Little Harbour, not to be confused with Lower Little Harbour.:)

Old church in Little Harbour, Twillingate.

If you would like more on this trail, please check my blog post of April 16,2016.

I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house. Nathaniel Hawthorne

“I am grateful for curiosity, ….

“I am grateful for curiosity, ….

which keeps my brain elastic and my spirit young.”  fr. a book entitled simply, Gratitude

I recently attended my second Unscripted Twillingate festival and thoroughly enjoyed it.

My first event was presented by TA Loeffler   at the Beothuk Interpretion Centre in Boyd’s Cove, NL. I think everyone must know who TA is but, if not, just  click her link above and have an adventure!  This event, Miksang Photography Adventure  was joyful, contemplative and stirring to the senses. Miksang was a new word for me, it is Tibetan and basically means ‘good eye’.

First  a mediation with TA and then we had a drumming demonstration by staff member Desmond Canning of the  Beothuk Interpretation Centre Provincial Historic Sites .

Desmond made this drum from spruce, steamed the wood and molded it around an old bicycle wheel. A ridge in the wood and sinew holds the oxford cloth (no, he doesn’t buy it at The Mall in Stoneville:)) but gets it from a store in Labrador. The sound is amazing and it is so interesting to listen and to watch. Check out the Interpretation Centre’s website and listen to Desmond tell the stories of drumming.

Interior of Interpretation Centre

After a snack, we hit the trail for a unique photography experience. TA  divided our photo journey into colour, form, texture and space and we were encouraged to take photos using each component. I found ‘space’ the most challenging.

A most interesting exercise occurred when we were divided into pairs, one person closed their eyes and became ‘the camera’ with their ‘lens’ (eyes)  opening and taking a picture when their partner gently pulled their ear. One workshop member described it as “a flash of vividness.”

I love it when you go to an event and almost instantaneously, you bond with like-minded individuals. I believe we were all “in the moment.”

Hole in Leaf



there is a crack, a crack in everything

that’s how the light gets in.”  Leonard Cohen


As I rubbed my hand over the trunk of this tree, I experienced three different textures…..forgot to tell TA that….bet she would have been impressed…I was using two senses simultaneously:):)


 Thank you Twillingate and Dr. TA Loeffler.

“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom”.  Marcel Proust


This is one of two posts that I will write on Unscripted Twillingate.


We must take adventures……………….

We must take adventures……………….

………to know where we truly belong.



I never tire of Twillingate.

“Bringing heaven down to earth, into our daily life, is how we rule our world.”  Sakyong Mipham

Not one of my favourite trails, but glad we did it. It took us about an hour but we did all the lookout stops.


 A bench along the trail.

“If you are seeking creative ideas, go out walking. Angels whisper to a man when he goes for a walk.”  Raymond Inmon


Click on photos throughout the blog.

Is there anything that is better than to be out, walking, in the clear air.  In Praise of Walking Thomas A. Clark

Photos by L  Fudge