Over summer break, 2015, we had an amazing opportunity to travel to the easternmost province in Canada, Newfoundland. Despite it being in the middle of the summer, it was very cold and rainy the entire time we were there, something the locals assured us was absolutely out of the ordinary. This was later confirmed by NOAA who pointed out that while the rest of the earth was having a record hot year, we went to one of two places on the planet that were posting record lows. But it was an incredible trip none the less, I hope you enjoy some of the pictures I shot while we were there.
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Fogo Island is, in many ways, a place out of time. And it seems it has always been that way and has no particular inclination to be any other way. The stories from islanders about how isolated it was until the mid twentieth century are astonishing. Not only is it a very small island, peak population was only a few thousand at the height of the fishing boom, but before the modern ferries, towns only a few miles apart would be unreachable during the winter. Because nothing can come except by boat, real roads didnt emerge until after the second world war.
The striking beauty of the Inn at Fogo Island is only surpassed by its striking narrative. It combines modern style with old tradition in a way that feels less like saving newsprint because we like the feel of it in our hands and more like podcasts getting a new generation into an old radio show format. I cannot do its story justice, I'd highly recommend looking them up and checking it out for yourself.