On the Road Again

A common sight in Newfoundland was not the rain drops on our windshield--it hardly ever rains out here--its the pot-holed highways that were all to common.

As far as the potholes go, we figured it is a lot less expensive to just warn motorists about the craters rather then filling them in.

We're parking along the highway here in St. Mary's for a moment so we can admire someone's creative work of art.

Hmmm!

Not too sure what my wife thought she was witnessing. And for that matter, I'm not too sure what I am doing either, studying one of those potholes perhaps.

So while we bided our time waiting for someone to arrive home, Sharon made off to a craft shop of sorts, and I took a short walk around the western shore of Shoal Harbour.

On my way back to meet up with Sharon, this sea otter was crossing my path some forty feet ahead of me.

The otter may have heard the camera shutter clicking, because it disappeared under the board walk only to re-appear again almost within touching distance of me.

The Standoff

Here we, are standing perfectly still, waiting for one of us to make the next move.

Whatever the case, the little fella gave up its catch, and for the second time disappeared under the board walk.
I continued further on ahead to which I felt was a comfortable distance for the otter to feel comfortable and re-emerge and reclaim its bounty. Moments passed silently, until sure enough up it came, and while giving me a suspicious glance, picked up its prey and soldiered on.

And just in time too for here comes Sharon. I'm thinkin' we'll leave here now and give our bed and breakfast hosts at 128 Memorial Drive another ring.

See you there.