Day 42 (Sept 4, 2024) Quirpon Island

As we are early risers and we had a couple of hours to kill before breakfast we hiked up to the top of the hill to see if we could get some cell reception. It was a little cold but sunny.

Filip showing his dedication to his daily facebook post

We had breakfast with Jo and Simon and chatted about our plans for the day with them and Ed- who gave some direction/advice. They were going to do the hike we did yesterday and we were going to head over to Pigeon Cove (the opposite direction) and then create our own path to a peninsula beside Pigeon Cove.  The staff fixed us packed lunches so we could play as long as we wanted and we were informed dinner was at six.

We had so much fun on this hike. Unlike the US, where there always signs about staying on the path, we were free to go where-ever we wanted - and in some cases, potentially the wrong direction requiring us to backtrack or we would be wading through water or jumping a crevasse that was bigger than we were willing to risk. The surface was covered in moss, lichen and small pines- and every step felt like a sponge. We found a great spot for flying the kite- with potentially the best kite-flying pictures we have ever taken, on our way to the spot we had picked (but were not sure we could get there) for lunch.

Filip demonstrating how large a whales ribs truly are

Pigeon Cove- beyond the bay is a small house (mid-picture) known as "writers cabin" owned by author Earl Pilgrim

We skipped over to the small island on the rocks 

Kite flying between a pool and the Bay of Saint Lawrence 

Medium sized pond beside a large pond beside the Gulf of St Lawrence

Fortunately we made it to our lunch spot (although not as easily as we had hoped) and enjoyed a nice lunch by the water on the flat rocks in Columbier Cove and then we laid on the rocks and read our books for a while before it we thought it was probably time to head back.

Our lunch spot- we particularly impressed with how clear the water was

There were thousands of small snails on the rocks that we were sitting on