If you only have limited time in Newfoundland but still want to experience as much as you can, then head to Twillingate. The communities spread out over the New World Islands are like Newfoundland condensed. They have breathtaking coastal landscapes, icebergs, whales, fishing, theatre, hiking, good food, and even a new craft brewery. Really, what more could you want?
Home Town Tourist
In this series, I’ll put myself in a visitor’s shoes and explore what’s fun to do in my own hometown of St. John’s, Newfoundland.
Without a doubt, one of the other staples of any St. Johns’ summer is the annual Newfoundland and Labrador Folk Festival. It typically follows on the heels of the George Street Festival, but it couldn’t be more different, including what people wear.
One of the city’s most hotly anticipated weeks is here. The ticket booths are setup. The stage is dusted off. The speed bars are gearing up. Over 50,000 people will party on the “biggest little street in North America” for 7 straight days. It’s George Street Festival time.
Over the past two summers the Bonavista Peninsula has seen a surge in tourism. The town of Trinity has been popular for quite awhile with its photogenic streets and excellent theatre, but in recent years there’s been a surge in new businesses opening up and down the peninsula that’s breathing new life into the rural area.
It’s no secret that me and winter in Newfoundland don’t always get along. It can be wet, cold, sloppy, and grey. Days are short. Sidewalks disappear. But there are also a ton of awesome things to do in Newfoundland in winter. So in my effort to embrace more positivity in 2018 I’m putting together a winter bucket list of outdoor adventures which will hopefully shift my winter attitude from barely tolerable to downright enjoyable.
What’s the best way to get the feeling of travel without having to hop on a plane or train? Book yourself a staycation in your hometown. I recently spent a relaxing, but stormy, weekend in downtown St. John’s checking out the brand new Alt Hotel.
Christmas is a wonderful time right across Canada, but Christmas in Newfoundland is something extra special. Here in Newfoundland and Labrador we’ve got a few things that make it a pretty unique celebration. Isolation often breeds a quirkiness you don’t see in connected communities, and let’s face it, for a long time Newfoundland was pretty isolated, from the mainland and even from each other. So please indulge our quirkiness.
We’ve all got that friend (or maybe we’re that friend) who’ve bought tickets to the NLC’s Beerfest not to thoughtfully taste new beers but just to drink as much as possible before the lights come on to “get their money’s worth.” Usually this results in a hot mess with no new appreciation for the brew. Craft Beer Attraction aims to change that beer tasting cliche.
I admit, I mainly went to check out the beaches that I’d heard about on the Kittiwake Coast. I’ve already been to the beaches in Eastport, Sandbanks Provincial Park in Burgeo, and Salmon Cove Sands on the Baccalieu Trail. How would the Kittiwake Coast stack up? It’s definitely something you need to experience for yourself.
Newfoundland is full of great road trips. The Baccalieu Trail on the Avalon peninsula is perfect for a two or three day getaway from St. John’s. I spent a weekend driving the loop to explore the area of the province my family calls home.
For the past couple of months masses of people have descended on a small farming community just outside of St. John’s, hoping to change their lives at the local parish hall. They’re not religious fanatics on a pilgrimage. They’re chasing the ace.
I was in Central Newfoundland recently and decided to indulge in a weekend brunch at Noah’s on the Point in Glovertown. I was really happy to discover that their buffet included toutons. Mmm… if you think eggs bene is the epitome of brunch, you’ve never tried a touton. What is a touton? Toutons: Pronounced tout(rhymes with pout)-ens – are a traditional Newfoundland breakfast food made of bread dough pan fried in butter or, more rarely these days, pork fat. You might call it a Newfoundland pancake. I like mine best drizzled with fancy molasses but some people prefer maple syrup. When cooked up right they have a crispy outside with a chewy inside. More often than not they’re served as part of a full cooked breakfast which might also include fried eggs, baked beans, home fries, fried bologna, sausage, bacon or other breakfast meat. The history of the touton is…
Based on the name of this site, you’d assume that camping wasn’t my thing. And… well… you’re not entirely wrong. But I decided to put that to the test with a friend recently backcountry camping in Terra Nova National Park. What could possibly go wrong? We’d commune with nature, spend a night in the fresh air, and wake up to birds chirping next to a pond. What could go wrong?
Newfoundland might be a bit late to the microbrewery game but we’re starting to catch up in a big and tasty way. While our oldest brewery opened in 1996, it didn’t have a lot of company until 2008. Now here it is, summer of 2017, and we have a dozen open or soon-to-be-open breweries right across the province.
Warm, sunny Saturdays aren’t a guarantee here in summer. But the forecast was saying that the weekend would be perfect, so I wanted to make sure I got out of the house and did something special. So I decided on a road trip to Brigus and Cupids for some blueberry crisp, theatre, and hiking!
If you’ve ever been to Newfoundland you’ve probably had someone tell you to try chips, gravy, and dressing. And I bet you were confused. Chips? Like…Lays? Dressing? Like…ranch? Nope and nope.
There are a ton of reasons you’ll want to spend your next St. Patrick’s Day in St. John’s, Newfoundland. We’re the closest city in North America to Ireland. A good portion of us have Irish roots that we can actually trace back. We love our trad music and a good pint. The government even takes it as a holiday. St. Patrick’s Day is serious business here.
I was walking down the street on a beautiful December afternoon in St. John’s, Newfoundland and who passes me, but someone in red long johns and Sorel boots with a big hobby horse head obscuring his own, accompanied by someone else with a lace doily covering their face. Weird, right? Most bizarre masked stick-up? Nope, I was on my way to the Mummers Parade.
Last fall I developed a habit. I would pack up my laptop, hop in my car, and drive 20 minutes from downtown to The Watershed in pretty Petty Harbour. It’s a coffee shop/cafe right on the harbour and I seem to have found my writing muse there. It’s open again for another season and I’m happy to have my Sunday ritual back.