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Paris Mountain Road, Elliston, Virginia.
It's always a pleasure visiting this location at Elliston Newfoundland. It is even better when you get a sunset like this. One of the best coastlines around.
📸 by @gord_follett_photography
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Thursday 5th February 2026
Update on impression of town. Hold the front page. Although our little crossroads are fairly quiet by anyone's standards, I have to take exception to a huge refrigerated truck sitting with everything running for 20 mins at 5.40am, outside the Friendly Grocer, which I would protest is anything but friendly! Opinions can change on issues like that.
My run this morning took me along a most agreeable beach in the beautiful setting, of Waterloo Bay. That doesn't seem to have much of a bacon link either for that matter. The extent of my run was Jetty 5. There was a disappointed, unsuccessful squid fisherman there who showed me an empty bucket, empty apart from an expressionless 100mm anonymous green fish, formerly known as bait. Waterloo Bay has something of a reputation and the Jetty certainly plays a role in this. As a landing stage it is as good as it comes. It is the longest Jetty we have seen so far, however if its siren voices should lure ships in, then first they need to negotiate with some skill, the barrier that stretches a good way beneath the surface of the waves, almost from one headland to the other. A skill not all ships navigators have displayed over the years despite the guidance beacons that were erected in the late 1800s to 1937. Take for instance the Freebridge 1877, the Fanny Wright 1877, the Spindrift 1881, the Waratah 1884, the Alto 1888, and the SS Ferret 1914. All these have failed to find safe passage through extremely difficult waters into the calm safety of the bay, and sunk in trying.
We sat and ate our lunch contemplating those in peril on the seas, as well as the dangerous waters Kier Starmer now finds himself in.
So, having walked to Wellington Point to the left of the bay, after lunch we took a gentle stroll along Jetty 5. For many years, surprisingly until the 1950s, if you wanted to get goods in or out of Elliston, they had to come by sea, and they needed to negotiate the almost impossible entrance, fighting wind and tide. The Flinders Highway, of course, has sped to the rescue; opening first in 1938, but as quite a rough unsealed track. By 1973 quite a lot was sealed, but it was not until 1978 the Highway was completed from Ceduna to Port Lincoln and giving the 333 population of Elliston a completely safe and convenient route to fairly nearby towns. Also allowing greater export opportunities for the locally grown wheat, which previously had to taken laboriously down to ships by horse and cart.
ps. We took a look in the Friendly Grocer supermarket, and with just one member of staff there, I asked her she was indeed the Friendly Grocer mentioned above the door. I try to be she answered.
pps. Our landlady has labelled everything she thinks might be left in an unsatisfactory state when we leave. We have 10 such labels in a very small area!
Ships would have to go through the gap where there are no breakers
Jetty 5
The wheat silos
Looking like he just walked straight out of a storm and into a photoshoot.
This puffin’s feathers are a little ruffled, his expression slightly unimpressed, but that just adds to the charm — rugged, resilient, and effortlessly stylish, no matter the weather.
🇨🇦🐧 Puffin | Newfoundland by Dave Wong
N&W train, engine number 2091, engine type 2-8-8-2 Westbound freight train; 63 cars, 40 MPH. Photographed: near Elliston, Va., August 3, 1936.
Randomness in the dunes
On my travels