The Rest of New Brunswick

Let's get this straight. This was supposed to be a long and meaningful post about how in a final burst of energy and awesomeness we saw the rest of all the amazing things in New Brunswick in one weekend! The reality is that in a few hours I will be leaving and Jerusalem is not yet ready to go so this will be like... a abridged version of this last set of adventures.

Saturday. Early AF. We headed to Fredericton to go to an aerial obstacle course called TreeGo. It was amazing. Following are the photos and movies of our fantastical adventures...

Lifeline

Bridge of Boards

Be a Squirrel

The Pipe

Lean Far

Zipline 1

En Route

The Bridge

Don't Look Down

Tightrope Plus

Step by Step

The Tarzan Rope

My Better Half on the Tarzan Rope

Still Alive

Run!

Zoom Zoom

Zipline Over Water

My Better Half and the RingRope

My Better Half and the Zipline

Another Zipline

This many movies ought to keep you busy for a while whilst I get our trip started. Oh yeah... TreeGo was amazing. It was cheap and it was great.

Heading back to Saint John we thought that we should stop by the Martello Tower. It was not the best day for it since it was super foggy, but even without the view it was easy enough to see the historical importance of this fort.

Oh yeah, and my movie is a little off from usual as I was trying to not let the tour guide girl/lady know I was filming... uh... yeah... Oh well...

The Tower

Suppah

Martello Tower

That done, there was still one big box that needed to be check in our list of stuff to see in New Brunswick. For those of you that don't know the Bay of Fundy has the highest tides in the world. This happens to also cause some pretty amazing erosion. There are spots where the rock has been eroded to leave only a pinnacle of stone with some vegetation on top... these are called Flower Pots. This is what we needed to see.

We drove and drove and after a few hours we were there. It took a little longer than planned because of a thick thick fog that made it very difficult to see. We arrived after the park was closed so we didn't have to pay for entry. We walked in and headed to the shore. Even in the twilit fog it was incredible.

For a few moments we were the only ones there. It is kind of eerie to be alone in that kind of place... kind of eerie... and kind of magical.

Behold:

Sentinel

Life will Prevail

Pots on the Seabed

Flower Pots

Through

The Last Islands

What Lies Under (For a sense of Scale)

Free

Hopewell Rocks

Mud

The Last Clean Step

The Mud!

A Muddy Memory

A Lost Rock

Shattered

Defiance

Starlit Crevice

Broken

Stone Column

Being pretty late and having no more light with which to see the Flower Pots we headed back to Saint John. This time the fog was almost unbearable. In the car we could barely see 30 metres in front of us. The roads were pretty good and we could see the lines, but animals could be an issue. We had joked before that we might see a moose on the way home, and were we ever right...

I was cruising through the fog when coming from the left was the biggest deer that I had ever seen. It really all was in the blink of an eye. I pressed hard on the pedal and Jerusalem slowed with the utmost of control and grace. My better half woke up to see the hind end of a moose not a metre ahead of our bumper. We were more or less looking underneath... it was that tall. Another second and we would have had a moose sitting on top of us. I have described this to you in great detail, but I do not really remember it. I remember seeing that moose just feet away from us and walking off into the fog. I did not really realize what had happened until I heard Jerusalem sputtering away in fourth while rolling along at two or three kilometres an hour. Into neutral and into the fog.

The moose was gone, and we were on the road again....

p.s. If I don't blog about this now I never will. A while ago we went to Billy's Seafood for supper and found that a celebrity had been there as well:

True Art