And just like that our piece of the Circle that included eastern Canada has ended. We circled back to Moncton and then Saint John, New Brunswick and hung out in the sun for a few days before venturing across the border into Maine.
No exciting stories to share, just our usual run of the day stuff. We caught up on laundry, washed the outside of the trailer and the truck and ate all our food in the fridge and freezer. We will be all neat, tidy and empty when we cross the border :-). While we were in Moncton we drove out to Hopewell Provincial Park and saw the famous Hopewell Rock formations. We got there in the rain AND at high tide so any picture taking was out of the question. The Bay of Fundy is interesting, lots of red cliffs, rock outcroppings and muddy red water. We also drove back over to Shediac and fished off the pier for mackerel. We bought a couple of lobster off a boat for 1/2 the price of what you can buy them for in the store. We had dinner with friends that used to live in CRiver. It was great to catch up with them and see what they’ve been doing since moving out here.
The Coastline of Hopewell Provincial Park and the muddy water of the Bay of Fundy near Moncton, NB.
The Bay of Fundy with the rip tide line and the coast of Maine off in the distance.
We then left Moncton and headed to Saint John NB in preparation for heading across the border. We updated our health plan, worked on my photo’s and blog. Sat in the sun lots. We got our air conditioner looked at and temporarily fixed. There are no quarantees that the gas won’t leak out again, but it’s working for now. The weather has turned warm and we are heading for warmer climates so we are glad to have it working. We are going to need it we think.
I drove around one day and discovered Lepreau Falls. It is about 30KM out of Saint John towards the border with Maine. The Falls are nice and there is a day use park there, it wasn’t busy at all and would be a great place for a picnic. It’s very scenic. The area below the falls was used by rum smugglers in the 1920’s and 1930’s as they prepared to run rum out to the Bay of Fundy and sell to ships off shore from the USA.
That’s where we will be heading next. Bar Harbor, Boston, New York City – LOOK OUT – we’ll be there soon!
Lepreau Falls in Lepreau National Park between Saint John, NB and the border in to Maine.
We drove down to the pier and watched the lobster boats come in, we watched the yachts go out on a beautiful evening, people were out fishing for mackerel off the pier, or having a dinner in one of the pubs there. Very exciting place and if you are in the area you should go to Shediac and hang out – it’s lots of fun and you won’t go home hungry!
Shediac Yacht Club and Marina
20 minute countdown until the Yacht club race begins.
You go this way and I’ll go that way.
Jockeying for position – 20 minutes until race time.
While driving around Miramichi we drove down to Gordon’s Wharf which was a few minutes from the Sunrise Campground where we stayed. We saw a few guys fishing from shore and they were very open to sharing how they were fishing for bass and showed us the gear they were using as well. The fellow said that he was there often and if we were to return the following evening he would likely be there. We bought a few hooks and some mackerel for bait and drove down there the next night. It was a blast – we hooked 4 fish but they all escaped being landed on the beach. After upgrading our leaders we returned the following night to try our luck again. This time we neglected to get more than a couple of nibbles, no fish on, no fish landed, no fish at all. The other fellows at the beach didn’t have any luck at all either. It was fun to chat with the locals, learn a bit about fishing and Miramichi.
I took a photo the first night of the sun setting on the beach at Gordon’s Wharf.
Sunset over the beach at Miramichi.
We stayed at Sunrise Campground and this is a photo of the sunrise over Bartibog and Sheldrake Islands (I think that’s their names).
Sunrise over the river and a couple of islands near Miramichi.
One common theme as we travel is ROAD CONSTRUCTION – every province has it, every province does it in the summer. In Miramichi they were fixing their bridge, it is a major connector across the river and it created long lineups at certain times of the day.
Road construction and bridge construction in Miramichi.
I drove up Church Street and found a Church.. haha. I wish I would have had more time to spend time there and see more and maybe go inside and find out it’s history. The name of the church is St. Michael’s Basillica Catholic Church. Google says construction started in the early 1900’s and the first mass was held in the basement in 1909.
The Church on Church Street in Miramichi.
We had a couple of thunderstorms while we were there and the wind was whipping across the river while we were fishing too. I found this old tree opposite the golf course, you can tell it’s subject to a lot of wind by it’s crazy shape.
Interesting windblown tree along the river in Miramichi.
Bathurst is a beautiful city in New Brunswick. For some reason the day I was out shooting I only shot pictures of OLD STUFF.
Maybe it was the St. Famille Church Graveyard dating back to the 1700’s that stands on top of the hill?
Ste Famille Church graveyard from the 1700’s at the top of the hill in Bathurst, New Brunswick.
Or the Old Post Office Customs Building from 1884?
1884 Post Office and Customs Building in Bathurst.
Or the dilapidated buildings on Bridge and Joan of Arc Streets?
Crumbling down near Bridge Street in Bathurst.
Dilapidated buildings on Bridge and Joan of Arc streets in Bathurst.
Or the 1836 Church with it’s red doors?
1836 Church with red doors.
1836 Church with red doors
Or the old Corvette bootlegging it on the main street downtown Bathurst?
Old Corvette bootlegging it in Bathurst!
I can’t say for sure. It wasn’t particularly sunny the morning I chose to go out. I went to Youghall Beach and walked from the launch around to the Marina and along the boardwalks of the beach there. The mosquitoes had breakfast, lunch and dinner with me as the main entrée. I watched people fishing and boats going out for the day. I wandered down town around the post office and saw people going to the art market and shopping at the little shops along the streets. I drove along bridge street and an old industrial area that’s being decommissioned and along the highway thru the marsh and bird watching sanctuary and out along a spit of land with magnificent houses.
ok, maybe it’s not old but it was abandoned on the beach in Bathurst.