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We had an amazing time at Gros Morne National Park. The weather was good, there weren’t too many people, and the berries were ripe. In fact, there were so many berries that one day Little Kid and I got out pails and went picking. I got pretty tired of eating berries after I ate about forty of them, so Little Kid and I made jam together. It was delicious!

On one day, we went to the Tablelands, a huge mountain made of the earth’s mantle. We walked around the base, the barren yellow mountains towering over us. At the end of the trail, there was a beautiful brook that led up to a snowfield at the top of the mountain. It was a snowmelt stream, but that didn’t keep Little Kid and I from swimming in it. After hopping around from rock to rock for a while, Little Kid and I persuaded Ma and Pa to have lunch on a rock in the middle of the stream.

Another day, we did a short hike that brought us to a dock that a boat ride left from. We had an awesome time on the boat, even though it was a bit crowded. The lake was very narrow, we were less than one hundred feet from the giant cliffs that loomed over us. We heard stories of huge landslides when chunks of rock came flying down, and I had no trouble imagining the cliff breaking apart and crumbling into the clear water. There were lines of striped rock where rocks had fallen off, and other sections of rock that looked like they were about to fall down the 2000 foot cliff. It was so amazing!