Up on the high country – Soufletts River, NL.
“After 4 weeks on foot and unsupported, we will emerge from the Great Northern Peninsula interior. It has a reputation for being the most rugged wilderness on the island and lived up to its name. I say this from experience. We have worked with it day after day, in all its summer moods. A Post-Tropical storm, drenching rains, driving winds, scorching sun, cool sub-arctic evenings, ripping thunder & flashing lightning. I paint it real. As time constraints and various difficulties bear down, we have to reach the faraway coast, where the only civilization dwells. I modify the original route and head due west over tall rocky ridges, down through jungles of sharp tuckamore, across squishy saturated marshes and along a pleasant grassy meadow that sways beside a trickling mountain creek. Prime moose habitat. We’ve seen many and constantly search out their trails of least resistance. And look ahead, a sea of bakeapples spread across the peat bog!”
I wrote that a few days back before we came out of the bush. Now I am home kicked back reflecting and enjoying a cold pop or three. Eventually, I will reveal the challenges faced on this expedition in a documentary series.
It was a fine journey through untamed distances of intense peace, mystery and magic I shall long remember. On the ground, we covered 215 total km. Wildlife was everywhere and not a human did we lay eyes on. My main objectives were to explore as much of the Peninsula as possible and enjoy the first-class nature. Both were completed but there is still plenty of bushwhacking to be done.
My first trip on the GNP was an eye-opener and now my appetite for it is stronger than ever. I will be back to see my beautiful friend. She stole my heart yet I only scratched her surface.
Excited to share more from the adventure soon.
Take care and go hard!