Atlantic Provinces – NB

We rode in and out of the Atlantic provinces as we toured around.  Each had its charms and we felt lucky to be able to spend a full 2 weeks exploring them.

NEW BRUNSWICK – Friendly & Rocky

We continued to ride around the Gaspe Peninsula for a full day.  Eventually, we arrived in New Brunswick and found a cheap and cheerful campground in the town of Dalhousie – a working class town of  mill workers.  Not exactly pretty, but the people were extremely friendly, especially the newest summer hire at the campground – Melissa.  She was the King of Kensington (sorry – 1970’s Canadian reference) and extremely sweet.  We toured about the camp ground with her while she told us how much she loved her new job and she exchanged hearty hello’s with virtually every group we passed.  To one particular group, she called out “Hi Buddy, how’s it goin’?” and then informed us how Buddy is her good friend.  Sandra asked, “Is Buddy the old guy?” (he was the only one in that group who was not part of a couple).  “No”, she said – “he’s the dog!”  While we found Sandra’s comment hilarious under the circumstances, it didn’t phase Melissa – she didn’t have a cynical bone in her body.  We hope she is still loving her job!

Lighthouse at the Bon Ami Rocks campground

New Brunswick offered our first (and only) McLobster (with poutine!) as well as delicious local ice cream at a popular spot just off the highway where we chatted with Jean-Pierre,  a German car expert whose son also rides a BMW GS (albeit an R1150GS).

McLobster & Poutine lunch

Each day, 1 billion tonnes of seawater flow in and out of the the Bay of Fundy!  We rode the windy roads from Dalhousie NB to Hopewell Rocks in the south and spent the late evening exploring the ocean floor & the Hopewell Rocks in the Bay of Fundy.  The rock formations have been caused by tidal erosion and are fully exposed during the (dramatically) low tides.  Of course it was cold and grey so we did not have the traditional ‘mud bath’ with contents of the ocean floor, but we hear it is fun, if not ‘healing’.

Sandra on the ocean floor

Sunset through the forest

Hopewell Rocks exposed at low tide

Hopewell Rocks

Grassy marsh to the sea - from our campsite

Our stove, in action

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