in green gardens even moose slip up

It was only a 12 and half kilometre walk but I am totally exhausted. It was those hill things I am just not used to. I joined Jerry, Linda and the gorgeous Charlie (a chocolate labrador) on a hike to Green Gardens.

The tiniest bear-shaped spot on the image below is a distant shot of Charlie leading us. 

We went to the distant beach and back. There were 30m high cliffs of pillow basalt around us. In the distance the cliffs towards Trout River are deformed peridotite and gabbro, I can say this with a certain authority because the residency has a geological map. What intially seemed like small driftwood from above was tree trunks and a couple of huge logs formerly used in the logging industry. Sadly on the beach there were also the decayed bodies of two long-dead moose. Teenage ones had misjudged their footing in the snow and fallen off from the cliffs above. Somehow I imagined moose to be more sure-footed and less falible in these situations.  

We had a picnic by a beach waterfall. As we left the sun burst out, pebbles glistened and foolishly I picked several up. They gained considerable weight walking upwards.