Family travel in Newfoundland, Canada
by Aimee
“I miss Newfoundland.” Clara said to me just the other day.
“Which part?” I asked
“All of it.” She responded without hesitation.
I knew exactly how she felt. I miss it too.
I couldn’t let our trip to Newfoundland pass without sharing a recap of sorts with you. Although I could sit down and talk your ear off all day about this lesser-known corner of Canada, I’m going to try to stick to our top highlights.
I’ve tried to pair it down to my absolute favourites photos and yet this post is still a mile long. We loved it; we truly did.
As I shared snapshots from our visit on social media, a great many of you asked about family travel in Newfoundland. How did we do it? Was it safe? Were the kids bored? The easy answer is that it it just like traveling with kids anywhere else: be open to adventure, remain flexible, pack snacks and have fun.
Sure, we were in wild, remote places and almost never had cell phone reception, but it’s still Canada, and about the most friendly and welcoming province in the country.
Our days were divided up between hiking and beaching. Okay, and eating. Some days it felt like all we did was go from meal to meal. There’s so much delicious food to be had in Newfoundland!
We had glorious weather for most of our travels. On sunnier days we found a cove to explore and on cooler, cloudy days, we hiked. At first around St. John’s (it’s hilly!) and then further afield to the Bonavista Peninsula and the Baccalieu Trail.
A typical day started with breakfast at our rental followed by an outing for great coffee. The essentials! Fixed, Two Whales and Trinity topped the list for us, and Neil’s Yard in Bonavista wasn’t too shabby either.
We generally spread a picnic in a park or on the side of a hill for lunch. Armed with a small picket knife, I carved up meat, cheese, fruits and vegetables and put together sandwiches for the little hikers and swimmers.
Dinner was either cooked in our AirBnB or VRBO or in one of the restaurants on my lengthy list of good eats.
We loved the war history in St. John’s. Our boys are old enough to understand and places like Signal Hill really captured their imaginations. Art gallery/museum The Rooms was a short walk from our AirBnb and on a rainy afternoon we took in a powerful exhibit commemorating the 100th anniversary of battle of Beaumont-Hamel.
We ate well in St. John’s. A 2-hour lunch at The Merchant Tavern, fish & chips at various outposts, baking and salads from Fixed, and a highly memorable brunch at Mallard Cottage.
Oh la la. Located in picturesque Quidi Vidi village, this restored farmhouse is one of the warmest restaurant I’ve ever had the pleasure of dining. The food was absolutely stellar – and with a garden, a smoker and the entire ocean out the back of the kitchen, I’d expect nothing less. Add Mallard Cottage to your bucket list of global good eats.
Bonavista Peninsula
The sun as shining as we wound down the hill into historic Trinity, having made our way from St. John’s by rental car.
I’m not much of a painter, but the view here made me want to open a paint pad and start mixing watercolours. Wild lupins, a charming town, ocean blues and a lighthouse in the distance – Trinity definitely knows how to charm their travelers.
We made our way to the brick-red house on the water in the photo above. We had coveted reservations at the world-renown Artisan Inn and didn’t want to miss pre-dinner drinks on the sunny water-front patio.
Driving into picturesque Trinity feels rather like stepping into a dream, and the dining experience at Artisan Inn’s Twine Loft certainly continues the reverie. It’s an intimate room, with just a handful of tables and a small kitchen off to the side. Our beautifully set table looked out onto the gentle waves of Fisher Cove and the menu displayed promised great things to come.
Since we were so close to Elliston, the root cellar capital of the world, it made perfect sense that the meal began with a velvety apple and turnip soul paired with warm bread and herb butter. Our children opted for the salad and happiness abounded.
Service was smooth and subtle, with very little time between courses. Our mains arrived piping hot: fresh local cod prepared ‘en papillote’ for the children and I; maple Newfoundland blueberry chicken for Danny. Both were outstanding – perfectly seasoned and cooked. A rare silence fell around our table as we savoured every bite.
Later there was dessert – warm partridgeberry bread pudding with screech sauce – coffee and hand-made chocolates. The children skipped out to play on the pebble beach next to the restaurant while we savoured both dessert and the dreamy moment. The entire evening was one of the highlights of our trip – and really, our entire summer.
Next time we’ll book enough in advance to snag one of the charming little vacation homes that Artisan Inn offers. They do fill up quickly!
After Trinity, it was on to Old Bonaventure for us, an almost hauntingly quiet little fishing community with a drop dead gorgeous view no matter the weather.
Here we were charmed by the friendly and generous locals, who heaped fresh fish upon us and gave us tips for the best views and hiking trails.
I pan fried the buttery fresh cod with herbs from the kitchen garden in my rental and we feasted. Have I mentioned yet that my children love fish? That certainly came in handy on this trip.
It was grey and drizzling the morning we hiked the stunning Skerwink Trail but we welcomed the cloud cover and set out on the 5.3 km trail in good spirits anyway. I wasn’t prepared for the epic views and stopped every five minutes to have a little freak out and snap approximately 837 photos.
The trail was well maintained and clearly marked, however, much of it was along the edge of one drop off or another! We kept the children very close, even holding hands as we made our way along the more treacherous parts. It was worth every step; I can’t recommend this hike enough.
We checked into Two Whales after the hike for coffees, hot chocolate and carbs, before heading back to our rental for a pasta supper and game night.
Historic Bonavista was where we explored Dungeon Provincial Park, watched fireworks, climbed to a lighthouse, ate Sweet Rock ice cream and much more.
We discovered a spectacular trail to Kings Cove lighthouse, and ate pizza at Bonavista Social Club (although just between you and me, it was dreadfully disappointing, despite the beautiful setting).
Slightly further afield, we braved the rain to visit the Puffins in Elliston early one morning, and then hustled back to Mifflin’s Tea Room for hot tea, partridgeberry pie and fresh, hot toutons (deep fried bread dough) with molasses.
The kids had worked up quite an appetite racing around Elliston in their eagerness to discover and explore as many root cellars as possible (they found twenty!). Fortunately a mug of hot chocolate and a sticky touton can bolster anyone’s energy.
Meanwhile, I pointed my camera at the stormy sky and, with the sun on my back, captured one of my favourite images from the trip.
Over lunch, the boys sketched out plans for their own root cellar, back home.
Baccalieu Trail
Although we were sad to leave the beautiful Bonavista Peninsula, the beaches we discovered along the Baccalieu Trail were far superior. We logged a few sunny days in a row here, where the kids chased the surf and I actually had time to read a book on the beach.
This delightful spot wasn’t on any of our maps, but locals directed us to what they call ‘Overfalls Beach’ in Western Bay. We had the place to ourselves, which was, again, a little dream-like.
I already wrote about our hike in Bay de Verde and our foraging adventures. This was just one more rainy day that turned absolutely beautiful by lunchtime.
Brigus was charming and begging to be explored, but we pushed on to St. John’s and picked up a picnic lunch at the quirky Rocket Bakery. Our final destination before flying home was Cape Spear, a.k.a the end of the continent.
After running around exploring the place – two lighthouses, gift shop, the guns and bunkers of Fort Cape Spear and more – we spread a picnic supper on the most easterly point in North America. Looking out over open ocean toward Greenland, Iceland and Ireland, we couldn’t help but feel swept up in the significance of this rock under our cross-legged selves. The edge of Newfoundland….of Canada…..of the entire continent.
Typical to The Rock, the weather changed quickly, and storm blew in. We made our way to our hotel…and a few hours later, to the airport. We left Newfoundland changed; charged for more adventures and determined to return again one day.
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