Canada
Twillingate
Apartment-sized icebergs drift into a harbour where locals harvest them for vodka.
The iceberg enters Twillingate harbour slowly, a white-blue mass the size of an apartment building, calved from Greenland and drifting south on the Labrador Current. Locals call this Iceberg Alley. They chip ice from the bergs for cocktails. They distil it into vodka.
Twillingate is a fishing town on the north coast of Newfoundland, sitting directly in the path of icebergs migrating from the Arctic to the Atlantic. From May to July, bergs ranging from house-sized to cathedral-sized drift through the harbour, close enough to photograph from the wharf. The Iceberg Festival celebrates the annual arrival with concerts, craft shows, and boat tours. Fishing stages and saltbox houses line the harbour in reds and yellows. Long Point Lighthouse stands above the iceberg alley, offering 360-degree views. Auk Island Winery produces a unique iceberg-water wine — possibly the only winery in the world whose ingredient list includes a glacier.
Couple
Watching icebergs drift past a colourful Newfoundland harbour at sunset, then sipping iceberg vodka — Twillingate delivers romance with a character no resort can manufacture.
Family
Children are awestruck by icebergs, and the boat tours bring them close enough to feel the cold radiating from the ice. The Iceberg Festival adds activities for all ages.
Solo
Solo photographers find Twillingate irresistible — the icebergs, the colourful harbour, and the lighthouse create compositions that change daily as new bergs arrive and old ones drift away.
- Icebergs the size of apartment buildings drift into the harbour from May to July — locals chip ice from them for cocktails and vodka.
- The Iceberg Festival celebrates the annual arrival with concerts, craft shows, and iceberg-watching boat tours.
- Fishing stages and salt-box houses line the harbour, painted in reds and yellows that pop against the grey Atlantic.
- Long Point Lighthouse stands above the iceberg alley, offering 360-degree views of bergs drifting south from Greenland.
Iceberg beer brewed from 20,000-year-old ice — the purest water on the planet in every sip.
Pan-fried cod cheeks at the Split Pea, overlooking the harbour where bergs park like ships.
Partridgeberry pie and Newfoundland tea at a B&B where the bergs are your breakfast view.
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