Today we were doing the Fundy Coastal Drive, with stops at Hopewell Rocks, Alma, Cape Enrage and finally Hopewell Rocks again. Angela where are we going today?
Low tide was at 9:32 am this morning, so we were able to walk on the ocean floor. The people closest to the bottom of the photo are the girls.
Looking over the mudflats.
Going early meant less people around.
Gillian taking a picture of Angela.
An older couple asked me to take a photo of her and her husband, afterwards she offered to take one of us, so here we are at Hopewell Rocks.
The flowerpots are just like I remembered them as a kid.
They have most of the caves roped off for safety.
The mud is smooth and sticky, just ask the girls.
Not knowing that they had hoses at the top to wash off your feet, the girls were trying to clean their feet on the seas sacs.
Under the piles of seas acs are rocks.
Note Angela’s muddy feet.
Washing off the mud. We would have to come back in a few hours to view the Hopewell Rocks at high tide.
From Hopewell Rocks we headed to the town of Alma. The tide was out and it gave a good example of the vertical tides as well. I was looking forward to seeing these.
The Salmon River.
We had lunch at the Harbourview Restaurant, when we came out we took a walk back to the wharf and the tide was starting to come back in. We didn’t have time to stay long enough to see the tide come right up.
From the Village of Alma we drove to Cape Enrage to see one of the oldest lighthouses in New Brunswick. This one was built in 1870, it replaced the original built in 1840.
Claudia put a loonie in to take in the view.
You could walk down to the beach, but there wasn’t much time as the tide was coming in.
The inukshuk Gillian built.
Skipping stones at Barn Marsh Island beach.
Gillian sitting atop the shingle bar beach.
We got back to Hopewell Rocks for the peak of high tide at 3:22 pm. The tide was 44 feet today, it was rising at a rate of 12″ every 7 minutes.
Low Tide…
High tide…
The girls taking a break.
The girls at the bottom of the stairs, note the closed sign strung across behind them.
We thought we saw Uncle Danny at the Hopewell Rocks listening to one of the guides.
This one is Diamond Rock.
