Spear Point
We then turned back onto the road out of St John’s and followed the road to Spear Point. The signs warned that this road was not salted or ploughed in winter storms. Spear Point is in a national park and we were grateful for the public conveniences there!
The walk down to the point was on a gentle slope and away on our left we could see the Narrows at the entrance to St John’s harbour.
At the point itself we watched the Atlantic Ocean rollers hitting the rocks and generating large plumes of spray.
We were now where the two naval guns had been that guarded St John’s in WW2. To our right where the tunnels that held the magazines for the guns.
Through the tunnels we came to the wooden steps that would take us up to the lighthouses.
This was a good place to see humpback whales but this wasn’t July.
At the top of the steps up we were just below the lighthouse. I climbed up the rocks to get a better view from the base of the lighthouse.
From the top of this hill we could see the buildings of the National Park below us.
We walked down the wooden path and stairs to where our coach was parked below.
We were worried that our diversion up the steps would make us late back to the coach.
But we did have time to sit at one of the picnic tables and rest in the Sun after all that walking. The buildings around us were being renovated and unusually for a tourist attraction and our visit was free.
On our way away from the point the road dipped before climbing up. In the winter the Atlantic would cover this part of the road as the rollers crashed in. Our guide was very clear that getting too close to the sea around the point would always prove to be faithful as the undertow was so severe that anyone been caught out by a wave would almost certainly drown.