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-When are you leaving? the CFA asks.
-To-morrow but the ferry really isn’t until 3:30AM Monday. Plan on taking my time down and seeing places on the way so that i don’t have the Halifax hustle equivalent here. Plan on seeing places between here and the ferry. Maybe head back over to the Isle aux Morts area. Any suggestions?

Can’t make it to Hawley?
No retracing of steps, i cannot be tempted with heading away from the ferry as i may never turn around.
Bay of Islands.
Barachois Brook
Port au Port and Cap St. Georges
No no Cape Spear is the eastern most point of the the Island. Cape Anguille is the western most point. I’d do that it has significance it will be something of note and since you cannot do all of them.
Well that blows my romantic idea of the toilet over the Gulf of St Lawrence as being the most western one.

We did all of them - well sped by Barachois Brook.

For some reason the crew were up early and we were well on our way before the designated 10:30 departure time. Dropped the remains of our food with the poor Bayman and the CFA, i headed for a pond in Norris Point to make a snap of the swimming buoys - don’t think it worked as the waves were too rough and it was drizzling.

So not to have to race to the ferry, i gave myself a time limit on each of the diversions done - complicated mathematical equation taking the distance to the ferry dividing that by 80 then adding construction time.

All of the diversions took longer than i had anticipated but none went over the time needed to get to the ferry but this had more to do with me not stopping, how frustrating it was to see all these potential snaps and simply have to hope that there will be a next time. In most places it would be almost useless to drive as it seemed that everything was fitting into place - Lark’s Harbour, The Port au Port peninsula. I now know that i have a definite attraction to places at the end of the road. So much so that not only if there is a next time - but if i can afford it - these places play havoc on budgets - i want to spend time along the west and south coasts. I want to broaden the idea of accessibility so that i won’t only go to places accessible by ferry but those places that seem to have water as the faster means of transport. Cannot help thinking that i could get from Rocky Harbour to Lark Harbour more directly by boat.

Sensing that it was the last day the rain only fell when i wasn’t near anyplace where i want to make a snap. Just north of Cap St Georges there was heavy fog which aided in the distancing i was feeling in these places. Again i wondered why some places on the rock - or just about any place - are sanctioned attractions while others aren’t.

Bay of Islands while i liked Lark Harbour was too built up for me. It seemed to take a lot of time to get out of greater Corner Brook - cannot believe i just wrote this.

Liked Port au Port better even though the scenery is more stunning in the Bay of Islands - there seemed to be an individuality there - more lawn decoration but also more vacant houses.

The plan was to see the sun set at Cape Anguille but the crew was restless and wanted something in their stomach - even though they never stopped grazing. So watching the sun lower in the sky and me in another funk as i saw this as another goal of the trip not being met, sped to Port-aux-Basques to the hotel and dinner.

Sensing my funk after dinner i was allowed to back track - St. John’s 850km - to the cape, the sun had set and i cannot really blame it on the Irving Gasbar server who insisted on chatting with her friend or the fact that i was in such a hurry that made the wrong turn out on the TCH. No mean task as it ends not 500m from where i was. I was hoping to catch the afterglow.

Balancing speed and fear of moose we made it when the sky was still red. I preferred this area around Codroy the best. It could have been time of day when so many houses only had one light on. It could have been the lone conveniences still lit but with no one in them, here there seemed to be more a sense of community in the scattered houses than in other places seen to-day. While i liked the place because of its end of the road quality - it being the furthest west on the island didn’t come into play.

I was also somewhat relieved that it was dark as i didn’t see all the potential that was there.

The leisurely ride back to the ferry still left us with five hours to kill.