We were staying in the area of St. Anthony, but knew that we'd only make one trip to the "city" - it was about 50 km away. We stayed in a tiny spot called Saint Lunaire-Griquet (which I had earlier interpreted as being "Grigate" from a NLer) and we both looking forward to having some REAL seafood in the big city of the Northern Peninsula. We were sorely mislead. Any place that was selling seafood had closed in early September or did not open until 5 pm. We planned to be back to our Snorri "cabin" by mid-afternoon. I was interested in having the "Grenfell experience" so I bought a ticket for the "museum" and house. The video machine wasn't working, so I listened to a spiel about Grenfell's life and admired the Labrador needlepoint work on the walls of the "theatre room". Then I walked around a space with lots of pictures of the early days. What I needed to have done was head right out to Grenfell's house which was absolutely FULL of paraphernalia that he either collected or was gifted during his time in the area. And he did make a huge contribution to the medical needs of the people of the area, particularly in Labrador. A person could spend a week in that house. It was a lovely home with a "surround" veranda looking out over the harbour. I didn't actually get out to the "docks" - road works were earnestly being attended to before the harsher weather arrives.
