I cannot say enough about the area we call The Gulch, here in Western Newfoundland. It is a route of the highway that connects coastal community Woody Point to coastal community Trout River. Mountains loom on either side, rock filled streams gurgle past, caribou hop through ponds, and it is just incredibly beautiful.
The Gros Morne National Park is a place like no other. There are flat mountains, like the Tablelands, plant less outcroppings of orange rocks, stunted little wind-warped trees, pitcher plants and juniper shrubs, pyramid shaped mountains, like Point Hills, large tree covered cliffs, bubbling rivers and waterfalls.
It is so expansive and so different from one section to another. The villages and towns interspersed within and around it are physically remote from one another. It gives you the feeling that you have stepped back in time. You can breathe the salty air, listen to the wind, pluck berries from the ground and just be. That’s the gift of Newfoundland. You can just be.
Just get here.