Puffins at Elliston colony in Newfoundland |
I awoke in a funk this morning, having had dreams about a
world without animals. I felt sad for
the people of Newfoundland. My whole
life, I have been surrounded by creatures of one sort or another. Here, we had yet to even see farmland or
cattle or horses. It is a life I cannot
imagine.
The Klondike hike begins in the small town of Elliston, so we drove the rough and bumpy road to visit this small community.
Most towns have one name to fame. We discovered that Elliston has two extremely unique ones. Elliston is the “root cellar capital of the world,” having135 documented “man-made, frost-free, food preservers” scattered through the town and along the countryside, a tribute to the ingenuity of its pioneers. Many of the root cellars have survived over two centuries. They were used to keep food from freezing in the winter and cool in the summer months.
Most towns have one name to fame. We discovered that Elliston has two extremely unique ones. Elliston is the “root cellar capital of the world,” having135 documented “man-made, frost-free, food preservers” scattered through the town and along the countryside, a tribute to the ingenuity of its pioneers. Many of the root cellars have survived over two centuries. They were used to keep food from freezing in the winter and cool in the summer months.
Elliston, Newfoundland |
Elliston’s second claim to fame is an absolutely fantastic colony
of puffins! We had heard that we “might”
see puffins here. When we stopped at the
visitor’s center, the young man told us that there were plenty out there today…
in fact, an unusual number for this time of year.
Again, not knowing what to expect, we made the drive to the
puffin walking trail. and not wanting to be
caught without proper gear like we had with the gannets, this time we brought
it all… tripod, both lenses, binoculars, spare battery… everything. Wow!
Were we glad that we did!
We began the walk up the trail. The wind blew so stiffly that it swallowed David's words. I had to hold my cap in my hand because I was unable to keep it on my head. After walking about a quarter of a mile, we crested the small
peninsula and found a small, flat-topped rock absolutely covered in
puffins (in the photo below, it is the last flat-topped rock).
We were much farther from the puffins than we had been to the gannets... probably 20 yards or more from our viewing position to the nearest bird. Still the puffins charmed... we laughed and giggled like school children. It was absolutely fantastic!
We were much farther from the puffins than we had been to the gannets... probably 20 yards or more from our viewing position to the nearest bird. Still the puffins charmed... we laughed and giggled like school children. It was absolutely fantastic!
Puffin colony, Elliston, Newfoundland |
Puffins are unique in the bird family. They are one of a few birds with solid
bones. This makes them great divers but
lousy fliers. They sort of fly like
little torpedoes, close to the ground, skimming the water. We saw many of the young puffins flapping
their wings until they were airborne for a few minutes. Then they would hover back to land.
A quick check on the internet gave a bit more information…
the puffins must flap its wings 300-400 times per minute to stay airborne. It rarely lands gracefully, often crashing or
tumbling onto the grass or sea. They
are, however, strong swimmers. They
catch an average of 10 fish per dive and as many as 60!
The puffins nest on grass-covered cliffs, making burrow into
the cliff side. Over 60% of all Atlantic
puffins breed on the eastern shores of Newfoundland.
Here is a bit of what we saw… thankfully,
with the tripod, I was able to take steadier video. I admit that there is nothing really exciting
in the movie, but it will show you a bit of "puffin busyness."
Puffin burrows. |
Soon the entire colony left the cliff and went to sea where
they spend the entire winter. After learning that the Bonavista side of the Klondike Trail was the most scenic, we drove to that end of the trailhead. It was a glorious hike… God even provided wild
blueberries for us to snack on while we were on the trail.
Wild blueberries in Newfoundland |
As an added bonus, we even saw a small farm on our drive to Bonavista, complete with horses. I had to smile... it felt like so much more than just coincidence! (Later we even saw a small dairy farm!)
Horse on Newfoundland farm |
Proud of its heritage, the Elliston townspeople have
garnered support from the entire community.
This quaint, tiny town has a wonderful visitor’s center, puffin
information center, and plaques explaining different town buildings scattered
around. Its recently refurbished
municipal campground is across from the harbor.
We spent the night here, hoping to take more photos of the puffins in
the morning.
To our surprise, there were only two puffins on the cliff
this morning when we arrived. We saw a small
group in the distance, floating in the water.
It was early, before 9 am, and brisk after the night’s rain… could the puffins have migrated
this morning? Folks at the visitor's center had told us that
they are normally gone by now. Would our
gracious and loving God have compelled the puffins to stay just so that we
could witness them? I have no answer to
this question, only praise.
View from Klondike Trail |
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