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While this was going on, Silas provided me with a tin of canned moose from the ship’s provisions. This is moose that he himself hunted and canned, and I am looking forward to a special occasion to enjoy it (are you reading this, Sonia?). Later George showed up at Kerry Deare with a tin of home-canned salmon and a fresh 5 pound trout (more about this special fish in the later entry on Francois). We were fully provisioned by now and when I visited the grocery there wasn’t much needed.It was approaching lunch time so following Samantha’s earlier suggestion I headed to Sunny Cottage for Pea Soup (photo left). If you are like me you are wondering "why the fuss about pea soup?" For most of us this is a bland and often dreary item on the menu, but that’s not the case in Newfoundland. Pea Soup here is a Saturday specialty that combines special white peas, chunks of beef, a thick hearty broth, and large dumplings, all served in a very large soup bowl with bread and “fixings.” In a phrase, hard to beat (and few can handle seconds).
After lunch I moved the boat over to Elliot’s Wharf (photo left), a marina with additional facilities including a small museum, a playhouse, and an Internet Café. Thanks to the young women working there I did well. Judy and Britany attended to Kerry Deare’s needs and even read some of the musings on these pages (right photo) while I toured the museum to learn about local history and culture (below).
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By late afternoon I’d already had a very full day, so an early dinner and early to bed was the choice, preparing for another town and another adventure tomorrow.
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