Albert Arrives

Yesterday Byron took me out to Whiteway to visit Clifford George, a well known Newfoundland character and artist who has been heavily involved with Newfoundland ponies over the years and has owned and trained many.  Here he is with pony mare Annie of Avalon ..

 ....and his gentle cat loving Clydesdale mare Missy...

I was delighted to discover that Clifford used to own Albert's dam, and in fact was responsible for mating her with the Morgan/Clydesdale stallion that is his sire.  She had the rather unusual moniker of Bear (because of her wooly coat)  but her present owner Gerry Burn who lives close by, has chosen to rename her Beauty.  We drove up to visit her, but she was far too busy snoozing to pose for the camera. 

 

 The other excitement of the day was the arrival of Albert in a large goose-neck trailer.  He was quite excited to experience new surroundings, but was soon settled down in a stall in the barn with the goats for company.   Here are Charlene and Terry Brown trying to get him to pose for the camera, but he was far more interested in the grass...

 

Another Welsh connection..

I was most surprised to discover that one of the very few farriers on the island, Dean Rose, not only qualified as a farrier in the UK but was trained in Pontyberem near Carmarthen in my neck of the woods!   So it was perhaps not surprising that he did an excellent job shoeing Mace on Saturday.

 Dean shoes horses all over the island, and every few weeks he travels over six hours from where he lives on the west coast to shoe horses on the Avalon peninsula.  He is now my official ride farrier, though I hope I will not have to call him out too often.
Cabot and wife Deirdre came out to support, and took me into St John's afterwards for a delicious meal with a welcome glass or two of wine.

An Endangered Breed

Last week Cabot Martin put me in touch with local lawyer Carol Osmond who has an interest in the Newfoundland pony, which is an endangered breed. She has been working hard to help me out, and through her I have been taken under the wing of Byron Hierlihy, another Newfoundland pony enthusiast.   On Friday I he gave me a fabulous afternoon looking at some wonderful examples of Newfie ponies in the Bay Roberts area.  So here are two lovely examples of the pony ...

 Above is Kevin Dawson with one of his mares Rhonda, and below is Matthew with his beloved Dawson's Midnight Lighting.

Newfoundland ponies are descended from native pony breeds brought over from the British Isles, and it is often possible to see characteristics of those breeds in the Newfie ponies.   Rhonda for example had a definite look of an Exmoor, complete with slightly mealy muzzle, while the well known old stallion Skipper of Avalon, owned by Tammy Webber, displays Highland pony characteristics....

Byron finished the day by taking me home to meet his two adopted Newfoundland ponies, and treat me to a moose sausage supper!  The contacts he has provided are all happy to help out with the ride , one problem being moving the truck ahead. 

Wheels

The truck passed its MVI with flying colours last Monday, but it was sod's law that the motor registration office was shut, and the following day Alison had to hang around for nearly two hours for me while I queued for the licence.  But finally all was completed and I now have wheels! 

 

 This has meant I have been able to make much more progress with preparations, and was even able to make a recce to Cape Spear, the easternmost point of Canada - it is to the far left of the photo below....

I have also now moved out to CBS where I will be nearer the ponies at Stephanie Coates barn.

I am hugely indebted to Alison Harvey for providing an initial base and patiently chauffeuring me around due to my unobtainable hire car.  The couple of days she had invited me to stay turned into over a week!   But in the circumstances it would have been a nightmare to sort out cell phone, truck etc without her help. Alison at home with husband Ian and energetic sons Iwan and Owen....

I had hoped to take a photo of the family outside in front of their lovely Newfoundland style house, but Newfoundland weather dictated otherwise.

A Trip to Cambriol

Just before I set off for Newfoundland I was contacted by Newfoundlander Cabot Martin who had seen the article about the ride in the Telegram.  It transpired he was deeply interested in Sir William Vaughan of Gelli Aur (Golden Grove) near Llandeilo who had owned a large tract of land (which he called Cambriol) on the Avalon Peninsula, Newfoundland in the seventeenth century.  Cabot had in fact only just come back from a research trip to Carmarthenshire!  It did not take much arm twisting to accept his offer to take me on a tour of the relevant historical sites. So at 8am this morning Cabot picked me up to drive through the snowy landscape and along the west coast of Avalon to the south of St John's.  According to the little I had read about Sir William, his attempts to start a Welsh colony at Trepassey had failed miserably after he had extolled the supposed virtues of Newfoundland without ever having been there.  Cabot was able to put a different spin on the story, as research carried out by the Sir William Vaughan Project  suggest an altogether more positive picture.  In fact it seems that the role of the Welsh in the development of Newfoundland in the early modern period has been considerably underrated.
First stop was Bay Bulls, were there is a community of Williamses reputedly descended from the Welsh settlers brought over by Sir William.  And here I am with one of them - with the good Welsh name David Williams - in front of a boat he built himself! 

Next stop was Ferryland, where Lord Baltimore established a colony on land purchased from Sir William.  The adverse climate proved too much for him and he moved south to found Maryland, but the colony survived.  The site of his mansion has recently been rediscovered and is being excavated - the mansion was apparently built by Welshmen, as was the outbuilding wall behind me in the photo, and also the dark trench which was a privy flushed out by the tide - it seems the first flush loo was built by the Welsh.

 

And here is Cabot himself at Sir William Vaughan's settlement of Trepassey.  He is standing in front of the site of a ruin which he likes to fancy could be the site of Sir William Vaughan's house, on a sheltered west facing slope overlooking the entrance to the harbour.



No trip to a Newfoundland outport could be complete without a meal of cod's tongues and chips which Cabot treated me to.

Rocking Up To The Rock

Well I have arrived safely on 'The Rock' as Newfoundland is sometimes not unsurprisingly called, and am staying with fellow Brits - Welshman Ian Harvey, wife Alison who contacted me on Facebook and kindly offered me a room, and their two lively boys Owen and Iwan.  They have a lovely house set in the wooded residential hills of Portugal Cove to the north of St John's.
I had booked a hire car for two days, but unfortunately discovered that I was unable to drive it away without presenting a credit card which I do not have.  But Alison came to my rescue and has heroically given up her time to chauffeur me around the four corners of St John's sorting out arrangements.   So I now have a Canadian cell phone, have arranged prohibitively expensive vehicle insurance, and have bought fifty metres of climbing rope, carabiners and an elderly green pickup truck/estate.  The latter still has to pass its MVI to be licensed, an MVI being the equivalent of our MOT.  But unlike the UK, the MVI here is carried out on transfer of vehicle ownership.  It is booked in for Monday so cross fingers it passes with no problems.
The climbing rope is not to enable the ponies to scale the Newfoundland sea cliffs but for tethering and securing the pack saddle bags.
 
And to prove I really have arrived, here I am in front of the Cabot Tower at the top of Signal Hill which overlooks St John's and the narrow entrance to the sheltered dog leg harbour on which the town is situated.

  As evinced by the array of flag poles on top, the tower was mainly used for flag signalling, different flags giving notice of different approaching ships.
It was built between1898-1900 to celebrate the 400th anniversary of Cabot's 'discovery' of Newfoundland. Of course Newfoundland had already been discovered by various native American tribes including the indigenous Beothuks, besides the Vikings and almost certainly fishermen from Europe who chose not to publicise the rich fishing grounds of the off-shore Grand Banks.



 

Signal Hill is also notable as the site of a famous historical event.  In 1901 Guiseppi Marconi received the first trans-atlantic wireless message from Cornwall to a point near the tower.  Rather tersely it was the letter S in morse code.  And here is Alison marking the very spot.....

You can see the weather is glorious in the photos, but it has not been long before more characteristic Newfoundland weather has set in, and today snow flurries have been followed by rain.  But hopefully the latter will melt any snow banks blocking the beginning of the T'Railway, the section of the Trans Canada Trail following the course of the old railway line which crosses Newfoundland, and the route I intend to pursue from St John's to Port aux Basques in the far west.  

I also called in to see Mace at his stables owned by Stephanie Coates in Conception Bay South. He was looking in fine fettle but more interested in his hay than welcoming his new owner.

 

And before I forget, my friend Hannah Engelkamp has taken pity on an old pensioner and created a brand new Facebook page for me at   https://www.facebook.com/TheLongHorseRide   .Please like and share.

While you are at it, have a look at her page https://www.facebook.com/SeasideDonkey  and do the same for her.  She is the intrepid traveller who walked round Wales with donkey Chico and gave an immensely amusing talk at the Night of Adventure a fortnight ago. 

 



Food and Flies

When I started pack horsing across Kazakhstan, space and weight were important considerations.  Ortlieb waterproof folding bowls have proven themselves for human use as seen below. I would like to think that this cool and pristine looking model is representative of the image I project while on the road but I sadly fear the truth is considerably more ancient, grubby and dishevelled  .........

And the bowls were also a perfect solution as buckets for both feeding and watering the horses, even when I subsequently had to abandon horse packing.  Below is Zorbee having his evening feed out of an Ortlieb bucket by the Alatau mountains in Kazakhstan.

 Lightweight and robust, they fold up to a very compact size for packing.  Unfortunately during the 8000 mile journey, my bowls disappeared for one reason or another.  So I am delighted that Lyon Outdoor the UK distributors for Ortlieb, have generously provided me with three 10 litre waterproof buckets for the North America expedition.

Another essential item we used on the Eurasia crossing were fly masks.  Insects such as flies and midges can be extremely troublesome if not torture for horses, and fly masks are pieces of kit which although not necessary all the time are absolutely vital when insects descend in force. 
The main fly mask I used was from Shires Equestrian, and I found it to be far superior to the others I tried, fitting snugly and comfortably, and covering the horse's ears. In the photo you can see the clusters of flies being kept off Suncar's face on the Kazakhstan steppe.

I recently realised that I would be riding through the Maritime provinces of Canada at the height of the blackfly season but with only one decent fly mask between the two ponies.  Malcolm Ainge of Shires Equestrian has come to the rescue yet again by kindly agreeing to provide a second Shires mask, this time with a nose flap. Hopefully Albert and Mace don't fight over it.

And finally a link to an article in the St John's newspaper The Telegram
http://www.thetelegram.com/News/Local/2014-04-09/article-3683245/Woman-planning-pony-trek-across-North-America/1