Cape Onion is practically the end of the world, being at the very northern tip of the island of Newfoundland's Northern Peninsula. It is now connected to the rest of civilisation with all weather roads that are actually ploughed in winter, all the way down to the water's edge. There are few facilities though for locals or visitors even in summer, beyond bed and breakfast at the Tickle Inn and a few marked trails to encourage visitors to move to high ground, the better to look for icebergs and whales westwards over the Straits of Belle Isle to Labrador or eastwards over to the Viking site of L'Anse aux Meadows (this World Heritage site is only about 4km as the crow flies but some 47km by all weather roads). Besides the homes of the few all-year-around residents there are a few summer houses, a couple of graveyards (great for geneologists) and churches, a small array of miniature houses around a miniature lighthouse on the waterfront, and a school bus depot! In short, there are few facilities for visitors, but for those willing to make the effort this is a delightful place, particularly for those able to obtain supplies and petrol from Raleigh (pronounced as in 'rally' not as in North Carolina), a few kilometres down the road towards the airport (an hour south). Many visitors are returnees who have become hooked on this once remote site.