"Cartwright Labrador" Cartwright by crummey

Cartwright Travel Guide: 2 reviews and 30 photos

Labrador: The Land that God Gave to Cain.

We all decided to drive from St. John’s Newfoundland to the Labrador ferry at St. Barbe. We went in a SUV. And picked up all hitchhikers.

The 1 and ½ hour ferry across the Strait of Belle Isle leaves from St. Barband arrives in the fog at Lourdes Blanc Sablon, Quebec. The ferry is a large ship. Named the Apollo.

Today there is about 400 or 500 km of gravel roads that join the remote communities of the Southern Labrador Coast and the Base Cote Nord du Quebec.

After disembarking from the APOLLO we drove south into Quebec to visit the small settlements of Blanc Sablon and Brador before turning around and driving north into The Big Land called LABRADOR.

The road is new; Brand New. And we wanted to visit these newly linked communities. We drove 400 km on a gravel road. We drove through communities such as L'Anse Diablo, Pinware, Red Bay, Lodge Bay, Port Hope Simpson and Paradise River.

Some of these communities were small; very small. We would stop in such communities and be tourists. We bought jams and preserves in a gas station. They were all in a row, preserves from the Anglican Women’s Auxiliary. 1.50 per bottle. Somewhere else we bought beaded Indian moccasins. In another community we posed with a bearskin being dried on a rack in the sun.

Labrador is pretty sparse and under populated. And we would drive for an hour or more and not see a single car or person. It is all very new. And not many people live up there anyway.

The birch trees around were golden. Their leaves fluttered and blew in the wind like butterflies.

Where there were no trees, the trees blew across the rocks and caribou moss. The barrens were golden and crimson and beautiful to look at.

And where there had been forest fires or wild fires, the dead trees stood silent and white and dead. Their bark peels from the dead wood. And blue berry bushes grow around their burnt stumps

We drove as far north as the community of Cartwright; The absolute end of the road.

Cartwright was settled circa 1770 by an English Army officer named Captain George Cartwright.

Cartwright is nestled in scenic Sandwich Bay. The population is about 700 people, mostly fishermen and their families. And mostly Metis.

We found a Royal Canadian Mounted Police Attachment. We found two bars and a fish plant and a wharf. And gas was135$ per liter.

We went to the bars and mixed as best we could. And got drunk as a bunch of Swedes. After, we put our tent up on the summit. And had a great view of the town and the water.

Because we only went for the long weekend, and Hedley had to be back to work for Tuesday at the college, time was a constraint. And almost as soon as we got settled away, we had to turn around and start the long trek home.. Back across the gravel road and over the summits and pinnacles the way we came.

On our third night stayed on the Quebec side of the border. And got on the ferry Monday to return to Newfoundland; And St. John’s.

Our trip was 3 nights and 4 days. We covered about 2500 kilometers; 1400 each way.

And that was my long weekend…..

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