In Photos: Hiking the Fjord of Gros Morne

In Photos: Hiking the Fjord of Gros Morne
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Photo of Gros Morne Nation Park in northeastern Canada. Here is the entrance, a wood planked pathway leading into the grasslands and looking out over Gros Morne Mountain.

 

Gros Morne National Park is the second largest national park in eastern Canada, one filled with mountains and valleys, winding lonely roads and snaking trails, and sprawling grasslands and marshes. It’s also filled with place names that are long and repetitive it seems.

So, we’re headed to Western Brook Pond Fjord? That is like three different natural forms of water…

Yes, we were headed to Gros Morne National Park Western Brook Pond Fjord for a hike. And it was the first fjord I ever saw. Try to say that five times fast. Add in the bogs and marshes that we passed through on the fjord hike to the name and it’s comical.

Shaped over almost 500 million years, the park held a breathtaking and diverse landscape. I was there in 2013 while on a road trip across eastern Canada to the Travel Blogger Expo in Toronto.

One of the most beautiful stops was the fjord of Gros Morne, and even on an overcast and moody day, it was an incredible sight.

Here are some photos from the hike through, let me try to get this right, Western Brook Pond Fjord in Newfoundland’s Gros Morne National Park. Wew.




Photo of Gros Morne Nation Park in northeastern Canada. A single tree, white and naked and twisted, claws at the gloomy sky among reads and long golden grass.

After hiking a couple of kilometers along the winding gravel trail, we came out into the grasslands that spread in ever direction and the edge of a jet black lake. In the distance, the first glance of Gros Morne fjord, hugged by dense and moody clouds.












Photo of Gros Morne Nation Park in northeastern Canada. A close up of a decaying tree, rotten and dried and white, looking through at cracks and patterns.



Through the grasslands and pine tree line paths we came out of the woodland and to the de of the lake. The fjord loomed in the distance, majestic and mysterious. Dark cliffside fell into the obsidian-like water from 500 million years of glacial erosion. To see something carved by that much history and stood silent in the distance, and having seen so much of the shaping of the world, it was incredible.















After a long day in the wind and cold, it was time to return to the cozy warmth of our cabin. Not a soul was seen as we passed through small fishing villages and cabins every few kilometers lining the way back from that lonely mountain. Gros Morne still stood in the distance dominating the landscape. We arrived back in Rocky Harbor where our cabin was, and we finished the long day with a cup of hot coffee by the window, and with an incredible sunset over the harbor lighthouse.







I was in Newfoundland in 2013 on an incredible road trip. Even though it was a few years before, I will be revisiting these adventures and sharing more photos of these trips. Have you been to eastern Canada? Interested in visiting Gros Morne National Park? Subscribe and follow for more information!