It’s cold in North Sydney. We crawled out of the van this morning in 10-degree weather and walked to the campground toilets in bone-chilling drizzle and high winds. Gregor wasn’t particularly impressed. He gets a bit grumpy when the weather is like this. We really didn’t anticipate this kind of cold. Henry, our disheviled succulent plant, is probably cursing us right now.
After our morning showers, we bundled up and worked in the van for a few hours before the noon check-out time. ย Then we headed to town so that Gregor could get his hair trimmed for the big ferry trip to Newfoundland – don’t want to land on “The Rock” un-groomed. At 2 pm we waited in line at the ferry terminal to catch the 5 pm boat to Argentia. (more…)