Storm clouds hung low over Gros Morne National Park on the first few days of our visit. The tent walls would flex and bend in the strong winds, delivering stinging slaps to the face in the middle of the night. Clearly our choice of tent was excellent, though. It bore up well under harsh conditions - no broken poles and a warm, dry interior.
After enjoying some moose burgers in town, we drove around the park and watched an incredible sunset. The following day the others hiked to the top of Gros Morne mountain (post to come later) while I took the opportunity to visit some of the local sites and get a bit of work done. The day was dark and the seas were rough but the light was phenomenal. Stray beams of sunshine put a spotlight on the earth and the Tablelands seemed to glow in an almost ethereal light. A slice of cheesecake topped with cloudberries in a local restaurant tasted sublime after many hours exploring the Lobster Head Cove Lighthouse.