I am referring to the wishy washyness of the great tides of the bay of Fundy. They have carved the landscape, and have turned harmless looking water into a powerful excavator.
It was about time we had a good look at this force by going northish from Saint John. I had been told by the people at work of a place on the way to St. Martins called Duck Pond. This place was evidently very beautiful, as the beach was a long bay that gave a stellar view when the sky was clear. We headed there first. In order to get to St. Martins at low tide we also had to go to Duck Pond at low tide, and this mean 10 am in the morning. For those of you who are not familiar with the Atlantic Ocean near Saint John, the land is very hot, and the ocean is very cold... this creates an almost impenetrable wall of fog nearly all the time. This is usually worsened at night and say... in the morning.
So. We went to the beautiful Duck Pond and found that it was, well... foggy. The first thing that we saw breaking through the fog was a sign of danger. Literally, it was a warning sign from the government staying that the mussels, oysters, and etc. in this area were actually poisonous with consumption resulting in paralysis. What a great start to the beautiful Duck Pond.
Paralytic Molluscs
The fog greatly dampened what we could see, but wee were still able to see some amazing things. The beach was still beautiful, and the tide was still out leaving all sorts of critters behind. Through the fog we could still see the wishy washy power of the ocean on red cliffs.
Wishy Washy Fog
When we investigated what the water had left behind we found more periwinkles than one could ever eat in one, or one-hundred, sittings, and mussels. There were so many periwinkles that where they ran out of rocks to cling onto they instead clung onto each other. Those that could not find rocks were racing across the beach in search of a solid shelter. It was like one of those great races against the Sahara with too much desert t cross, and not enough time...
The Land of Periwinkles
Grab my Hand!
The Amazing Race
Caravans
The Grand Canyon Jr.
Having seen enough of the foggy Duck Pond we continued onwards to St. Martins. We wanted to get there while the tide was still low to see some more wishy washy sites. St. Martins is known for its caves that have been warn away by the tides. It seemed like an adventure to me, so that is where we headed next.
At St. Martins the sky was clear and we could see the entire beach. It was made of similar rock to Duck Pond, and the tide had left similar critters behind. On foot we were able to explore the caves and take a look at what wonders the ocean had left us.
The Caves of St. Martins
The World Out There
A Cliffside Illusion
Having seen the sights it was about time to head home, but before we did, it was about time to get some food... standing at the cliffs and pondering a snack we noticed that we were in a near proximity to this sign:
World Famous Seafood Chowder!!!
This most definitely provided us with some ideas as to what we should have to eat and resulted in my trying a bowl full of some World Famous Seafood Chowder!!! Guess what? There is a reason that it is world famous... I mean, c'mon, lobster in a Seafood Chowder?! I can't believe I didn't think of that.
Full of heaps of chowder we began home.
It was on our way home that we noticed an interesting phenomenon. So, the Bay of Fundy has the highest tides in the world right? It kind of makes one wonder what happens to the boats when the tide comes in and out... heh... We figured it out...
Sitting on the Beach
A Summary of the Maritimes
Having seen plenty for one day we headed home... back to the fog... back to where wishy washy is wishy washy...
I will remember the wishy washy awesomeness...
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