Tent Tales #2 When the Inn's were full

From Port Rexton to Corner Brook

Originally we planned to drive the full 5 hours . But you know , 3 dogs, its getting dark & the idea of setting up camp in the dark became less and less appealing .

Camping is nothing new to me . I grew up camping for 2 months every summer with my grandparents. We would go from park to park to park. I can recall certain names of places on the west coast, but not the details, its been 25 years since I was there !!  We stopped in to a couple , but found them to be wide open RV spots. Honestly, its not my idea of a good camping time , so we pushed forward. On A whim, we headed towards Kings Point. I think I called every spot in that area. AND Nothing. So what do you do when you have nothing ? Its the easiest choice of all , you make something .

We started going down old cow paths that looked less traveled towards Kings Point.
Some were boggy others muddy ...  but then we found this one .


And the Flies? Totally worth it .

And we got all honks from passers by ! Yes !! Even the transport trucks !!
No flies on us !


 

So ... my kid can drive

I'm not sure how it happened.

All I can remember is him being 12 months old the first time I took him to the UK, OMG he was so heavy , I couldn't carry him !! Heathrow is a nightmare traveling alone with A kid.
I did what any good mother would do ;) I noticed a man working on some airport renovations, I politely tapped him on the shoulder and said , " please carry my kid to the terminal & I'll pay you 20 pounds . He smiled , scooped Curtis up and carried him the entire way . He wouldn't take the money . I find myself thinking of that man today , wishing I could just say to him " OMG he's driving now , all we did was go on a couple flights, have a few dinners, few report cards, couple hockey games, vacations, naps & adventures! How is this all possible ! "

All I did was blink my eyes.

So , my son , he can drive now . And he could have driven me anywhere on the Avalon on our first little day out together. This is where he took me . I had never been before and to be there with him and my girl for the first time was magical .


 

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Tent Tales #1 Bobby Bit Her

Seriously. I was hiking the skerwink trail and all I heard from behind me was OUCH !
I glanced back & there she was , the sweet tourist lady in her perfect white hat, pristine white tennis shoes & slacks, yes slacks. My defense is Bobby has never seen the perfect pleated edge of the bottom of slacks, so perhaps he thought it was ... a toy? a steak? I don't know , but he grabbed her slacks. I'm absolutely positive that previous to the slack grabbing she bent down like they all do " Oh what a pretty little dog"  All the while Bobby is thinking .... GIANT HAND COMING FOR MY FACE !  ( sigh )

And those slack ladies , they want to talk . Like they are super friendly , over friendly !!
I blame the tourism commercials . Seriously , I am not the long red haired perfect child frolicking through the fields & my dog is actually scared of kids & not overly fond of strangers. The WORST thing you do is actually tell those "ladies" that you live here in Newfoundland . OMG!! Their faces light up with wonder " You are an actual Newfoundlander!"

Yes, I'm an actual Newfoundlander yes I actually livehere . I eat cod tongues about twice a year , I do drink rum, not always screech & my family aren't fishermen .

By's I just wanted to hike with my dogs . If you are out and about be warned ..
this island is crawling with slacked ladies these days .

Here's a few snaps from St.John's to Skerwink .
 

This "love" Its not your "Average" situation

No Joke . We have been together pushing 5 years. And I think we broke the record .
Award goes to the couple that broke up at least 180 times in 5 years . That'sMe & Nate .

And they weren't just pretty quiet break ups.
They were ... get out of the house I hate you its over forever break ups.
ALL OF THE DRAMA , ITS OURS.

So 5 years later , here'swhat we know ...

Nate & I ....
We have similar "backgrounds"
We were both an only child for 14 years . That means we struggle with a few things like ...
* I'm always right
* I'm the Boss
* I don't want to share
* There isnobody in the world but me
* My way or the Highway
* I'm good alone , whatever .

Ahh the pure bliss of being fully isolated independent and self sufficient.

But here's the glue ...
Space .
We give each other lots of it . ( matter of fact we live together in the same house . He lives in the downstairs & I live in the upstairs. We both have our own everything)

Freedom to Be.
There's times, often even , I book flights & I plan workshops all kinds of things . I don't "ask" Nate .
I tell him later , I always follow my heart . I never " consider" his "feelings" because I know he is living his own life. Sure , its important to me that he is happy . However, I know his happiness is not a reflection of what I am doing in my life.

Self Respect & Trust .
We are good in our world & we treat each other with open and honest respect.
We deal with things openly & quickly taking things truly at face value.We don't go to bed Mad.
( even but not mad )

Funny.
I'm funny , he's funny . And even when we are not really that funny , we think each other is funny.

Food.
We are food snobs.

Travel.
We love to travel. I once read a article that stated ... Don't get married , buy 2 tickets around the world and when you return , get married in the airport when you are done. " if you still like each other "

Hey Nate , I still like you .

We don't know what we are at , and we do that very well.
I hate you, I love you.

Here's a typical day with us ...


 

From Rags to Riches

I didn't go looking for fancy breeders. Matter of fact, i didn't go looking for any breeder. In true Nicole " style" I hit kijji random spur of the moment decision. And I found him .
What my Mother so affectionatelyreferred to after seeing his photo as " The ugliest dog in the world" I called the number , they didn'ttell me much except that he was A year old , 3 pounds and the owner could no longer care for him.

So I said " Ok sure , I'll take him . I'll pick him up from you July 1 , I'll bring cash .
That was 2 years ago today . And what a 2 years its been .

This little muffin mends broken hearts, is full of passion & fierce love for the tiniest of tennis balls and moving water. He's come so far in just a short time . Our little guard dog , muffin, cuddle buddy . The reasons our smiles are a little wider.

Bobby- Happy Gotcha Day xx Keep rockin it .

Yes- we've had several hair styles in 2 years & we rocked every single one .

The first image below is what was posted in the paper . Seriously ? Yep. That was him.
#takealookatmenow

 

First Day Home . July 1 2015

First Day Home . July 1 2015

First Bath - yes, that nearly caused death for all of us .

First Bath - yes, that nearly caused death for all of us .

WTF ? why did you cut my ears so SHORT?

WTF ? why did you cut my ears so SHORT?

1st Xmas , seriously , this is ridiculous!

1st Xmas , seriously , this is ridiculous!

And we finally found a decent groomer.

And we finally found a decent groomer.

The Best Boy

The Best Boy

It All Started with An Iced Capp

yep , an Iced Capp, because that's where all great things start.
with a solid dose of sugar & coffee. We " meant" to out for a "few" plants .
As in just a "few" . Before we knew it , we had a cart full of plants and seeds ....
And that was only the first stop. Nate decided we needed a tent , yes a tent.
So we bought a tent, and sleeping bags and an air mattress and a cooler ,
we are basically self sufficient here in Paradise now ;P
With the most awesome of " shoppers high" we return , racing against the sunlight hours because you know ...we HAVE to put up the tent because we HAVE to sleep in in it right away. And we HAVE to plant the PLANTS , and we MUST light a fire.

And we slept in that tent last night , and all was well .
And we woke with the sounds of so many birds this morning .
And we laughed because , christ we are a little "off"

we ate breakfast in the greenhouse ;) its our new "spot"
while we listened to the pouring rain .

Life on Purpose.

 

I'm Not Exactly A "Gardener"

The beautiful lady that owns my house , well she was being extra kind & had the entire greenhouse repaired for my use . I've never grown anything in a greenhouse #donthaveaclue
But, I'm going to this year . The flies on the wall are laughing because it sounds like this ....

( me to my 15 year old daughter )
 

Me - Hannah come on lets do something awesome
Her - What ? I'm doing my makeup
Me- lets clean the greenhouse
Her- No, thats not awesome

I did actually manage to get her out with me because i told her if she didn't I'd take her phone .
But ... It was 110 degrees in the greenhouse , she said the heat was making her sick . I gave her my camera and told her she could be the creative director. Some photos we taken but mostly they were mirror selfies & photos of her feet.

yup, project greenhouse. braking mother and daughter relationships since the beginning of time .
On the upside I got a truckload of wood . That's me having all the fires in Paradise this summer #highfive

 

Feels Like Home

I've owned 5 properties in my life . I sold my last one 4 years ago . It was then that I decided I'd never own anything again . Instead I'd go where I wanted . The goal was and is to be unattached to physical spaces and things , instead I'd live and create a life that is rich and powerful in experiences that change as I do . We've come to live here in this space for now .
Its the house that Christina grew up in . Its sweet and quirky, it has panel board tons of it .
(which is hilarious) Its super warm & its wrapped in love & magic . We feel like we are better people here, its just that simple.
 

This time with my Girl on Cobblers Path

I noticed the way her hair moved the most. And when she said " I love the wind" , I think my eyes filled up a little . I watched the way her arms moved and how her perfect milky skin seemed to glow. I caught glimpses of her smile as she stood at the lookouts & I could tell for brief moments she was present to the beautiful space. We climbed up and down and up and down . I wanted to tell her that it was significant because life is that way , but I didn't. I tried to be quiet and not express my thoughts and emotions on her. I wanted her to have her own experience.
I loved her so much there . My girl is not my princess , she's my Queen.
#neverwithoutmydaughter

 

First day with my Shirt off 2017 - Blackhead to Peggy's Leg

Yes, it was that hot , I had to take off my shirt.
6:00 PM just a few KM away from Cape Spear.
Insanity. And, guess what else ? NO FLIES.
seriously we aren't even into summer yet & I'm having the BEST SUMMER EVER.
About the trail - Dogs off leash , no problem. However, my dogs listen to me when I scream really loud . And I mean really LOUD. Beware there are a couple lookouts that are easy for a anyone to fall over - including a dog cat bird beast ( ok maybe not a bird, assuming they would fly) 6KM of Heaven at Home .
The views are AMAZING, the air is the perfect combination of salt & sweet.
Yes, you'll sweat , tons of steep inclines & challenging terrain.
But don't matter because you can take off your shirt, the trees dont mind .
Neither did Nate ;)

 

How Could I have NEVER been here before ?

Its the simplest thing , 10 min from Paradise is Quidi Vidi Gut .
There's a trail there that leads you , mind you ... it can lead you a very long way .
We just hiked to the top with the 3 muffins .
You'll want strong legs- just sayin.
And if you are either bit clumsy at all , don't bother .
Afraid of heights ? skip the hike & go to Tims ;)
Its wide open spaces up there, the edge of the earth.
I'm inlove.

 

Our StayCation - A hike to Freshwater Bay

I've often dreamed of the idea of "permanent vacation"
Little did I know , it was right infront of me . So the other day I had A " bright idea"
As bright as they get for me in the mornings ;)
( I'm trying to become a morning person , honestly )

Whenever I am on vacation I wake up early in the morning with anticipation of what the day will bring . I thought, what if I actually live my life everyday as if I'm " excited about what the day will bring" simple right ? When I actually gave it some thought ....

Right here in Newfoundland, the paths I haven't walked down , the towns I haven't visited & the people I never met . I feel some serious doggy adventures coming up this summer .

This was our little Adventure today . The path to freshwater bay was 2.5km down , a rocky trail but the dogs were so happy to follow along off lead. At 6AM I wasn't so much worried about running into anyone . The views and sweet summerish air did not disappoint.  Our paws got muddy, our noses ran a little . We returned home rejuvenated - yup, like vacation .



 

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The Day of The Storm.

 

Friday
January 20 , 2017

The Day of The Storm .
The Day of the inauguration in the US.
The day I visited Running The Goat , Books & Broadsides in Tors Cove

If I was any good at writing stories, I wouldn't have to lug around this heavy camera & gear .
Instead, I tell my story of what I see , my perception of the truth, and sometimes my perception is not the truth at all .  But whatever my images are , they are just my story.

Now , about Running The Goat.  I searched online , the article I most loved was here ..

http://destinationstjohns.com/article/the-lay-of-the-case-a-look-inside-running-the-goat/





The paper , that watercolor paper, the kind you just want to sit with and touch for a long while .
The little words, the press, the light that made things sparkle. This space is a creative spirits dream . You won't want to leave , promise.
 

Its not the Church , Its the People

I loved my high school history teacher , her name was Mrs. Flemming . When she talked about wars and kings and queens , her face lit up .  Back in those days , when I was young, she became A part of me . I am forever grateful that she was able to reach me , her passion for story telling was contagious & intoxicating .

Some 25 years later , I can credit her for my interest in stories . The culture , the history , the traditions , its in every community . And here in Tors Cove , while I'm here, it becomes my own .

Today , here.
Well, today I had an idea .
Things here aren't complicated here , you make a couple calls and you move forward .
It seems like people are always there to help , not just " stranger help" , they take you on as family . I never worry here .  It only took me a a phone call and a short drive to Bob O' Keefe's place ( yes seems like everyone's name up here has an "O" in the front of it ) to get the keys to the Old Church .

Inside Bob's garage they were busy at work ( all volunteer) on restoring the old doors to the new chapel . You see, their old church , well , its gone . Not really gone , there's a shell of something there. Today I visited the old & the new . It was powerful, I entered the old , and while the traditions of the " church" have a tenancy to freak me out , this one was nothing like that .
You could feel the marriages , baptisms, funerals, prayers of an entire community of people .
An entire community of good people , and while the old chapel is decaying, the spirit of the people here certainly is not .

xx
womaninthewild

 

Old doors , new home .

Old doors , new home .

Bob O'keefe . The Man , the rebuilder.

Bob O'keefe . The Man , the rebuilder.

Home of the New church, amomg the people that built and lived in the old.

Home of the New church, amomg the people that built and lived in the old.

S'no Problem.

I drove to town yesterday, to pick her up . The sky was heavy, I just knew the forecast was right . Which meant - SNOW DAY. It would be my first at The Landing, I thought it would be the perfect time to "make" Christmas. We are a non traditional crowd, with one tradition . Every year we must create something from nothing . Something that has not been created before by us.

I noticed a truck parked down the road for the past few days , weird for here. Usually there's never a soul to be seen . Came to realize yesterday there's been some land clearing going on near here . Perfect I thought, there's got to be a tree or a branch or something . Last night , in the dark Hannah & I made our way , we found a few sawed off old alders, nothing fancy and bone bare.
We dragged them home . Honestly, I dragged them home , Hannah took videos and laughed at me . Some duck tape a bag of salt and an old metal container - we had ourselves the beginning of a Christmas tree. 

We spent around 10 hours today , sitting folding paper flowers, cutting bird shapes from one of our old books. We discovered if we used the chalk from here , and colored the birds on the wood coffee table , we were able to achieve amazing textures. 

All the while the wind blew snow around outside, new ice formations were being created on the pond,  We were inside our own personal snow globe . Christmas came to Murphy Landing today .
Its more magical than ever.

x Woman in the Wild

 

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Rain. The sideways kind.

Its that kind of day .
The November wind wraps itself around you & chills you to your core.
The rain, there's no escaping it .
I wrapped my camera in A plastic bag , put my rubbers on and headed down the path .
I didn't really have any where in particular in mind , I never do .
And plenty of times I find myself off the beaten path, only to look behind meand see nothing familiar. Its usually then that I decide I should try to find my way back .
With the beauty of Murphy's Landing at your door step, You just don't stay inside, you can't .
Not even in this rain.

xx Woman in the Wild