Our next destination was King’s Point, Newfoundland, on the northern coast of the island. There we met up with Paul and Kay, dear friends from Maine. We first met Paul and Kay at an FMCA Rally back in 2017 when they were parked next to us. Since then, they have become more family than friends and we have met up with them all over the country.
One of the reasons for the meet up was to deliver a part to Paul for their coach’s electrical system. Paul and Kay left for Canada a month earlier than us and, of course, their electrical problem started after they came into Canada. I got a text from Paul asking me to order the part and I received it while visiting Janelle in Portland, Maine. We have been traveling with the part ever since until we could meet up. Yes, Canada does have amazon.ca, but they didn’t have what Paul needed and delivery times are atrocious. Yeah…first world problem. Anyway, the part was handed over and the issue is fixed! Win!!!!
But I digress. The campground at King’s Point wasn’t fancy. We had only electric and water, but what we did have was a hockey rink out our front door! This was a first.
The campground sat on end of an inlet off the Atlantic Ocean.
Let’s talk about Iceberg Alley. Iceberg Alley is a coastal stretch along the eastern coast of Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada, where thousands of icebergs drift south from Greenland each spring and early summer, creating prime viewing opportunities. The best time to see the icebergs is late May through early June. I figured we were too late to see any.
But…the iceberg tracking pages on Facebook (yes, there is such a thing), were all abuzz about an iceberg being off the coast of King’s Point. On the day of our arrival, we set out to find it.
One morning we decided to take a drive out to the end of the peninsula we were on to see what we could see. Turns out, it wasn’t much. The weather was NOT cooperating.
Here’s a video of what we could not see. If the video below doesn’t work, but this link. https://youtu.be/4ShYfwu7PME
It was unfortunate we could not see more. What we could see was spectacular. That’s how things go sometimes.
The next day, Kay and I went out to find the iceberg again and it was gone! We were grateful that we saw it when we did. THEN, we got back to the campground and guess what? The iceberg had moved right off the shoreline of where we were staying!
By the day we left (3 days after our first sighting), the iceberg was gone. It had melted away. It was truly remarkable that it was here at all. I was a happy camper.
It was time to move further east down the island. Our next stop was Gander.
Yay — glad that you got to see the iceberg and —- deliver the needed part to your friends!!! As usual — nice scenery.
What an exciting turn of events! Icebergs are majestic to see that’s for sure. And seeing the boat next to it really put it in perspective. Otherwise, it looked like so little. Interesting tidbit, when we went to Antarctica, we learned that smaller icebergs are called Bergy Bits – 15 to 46 feet long and 3 to 14 feet high. The smaller ones are called Growlers – I’ll drink to that! LOL I love the pictures of the typical Newfoundland towns. That is exactly what I imagine as well.
Glad you got to meet up with your friends. It’s so fun to travel and meet with the ones that live further away but you find a way to meet up doing what you love, camping!