Yesterday my two lovely volunteers, and our resident camper invited me capelin fishing.
All week guests have been heading down to the water at supper time to collect a small bucket of fish for their evening meal. The small sardine-like fish are the source of all the wildlife that comes to Trinity Bay, and it’s not only the local whales who dig in when they begin to roll.
When we reached Devil’s Cove we feared that we had missed our window of opportunity to catch the fish. Everytime we walked into the water they swam away.
Our patience and dancing paid off when finally the fish began to roll onto the beaches, and we were able to snag a large net of about 50 fish.
The whale watching was spectacular for the length of the trail, but they were surpassed by the magnificent view of the iceberg at the tip of Skerwink Head.
Finally with rumbling tummies and tired arms, we made our way back to the hostel to feast on fresh fish, and couldn’t help but feel that an evening spent capelin-fishing, whale-watching, and iceberg-admiring, was a truly Newfoundland experience.