Anyone who saw my "in the last year" post understands that I get around pretty easy. I barely have standards. But earlier this summer I thought that for all I have seen, I have not gotten to know my native province and the only one I have ever lived in. So, this past weekend we decided to drive around the NB coast. Seeing many of the communities that we always blow by on the highway. Here are some bits and snippets!
Day 1
We left Fredericton at 4 30, for the touristy town of Saint Martins - a place I had only kind of heard of but that Laura was enthusiastic about.
We rolled in about an hour and a half later. I had no idea what was in Saint Martins. Honestly, all I knew about it came from this video.
But apparently this Saint Martins is not in the Caribbeans and renowned for it's beach right next to the airport. Sigh, oh well.
Instead we found the Fundy trail foothills, which is code for the poorman's fundy national park. We decided to check it out anyway when all of a sudden OH SHIT CAVES!
I squealed the car to a halt and we both jumped out (Dukes of Hazard style) and headed to the caves. The large wet rock beach screamed sprained ankle and our run turned into cautious stepping. We also had to navigate across a fast flowing, large stream to get to the caves. All challenges that were easily overcome though and we were soon two of few who had found their way to the depth of the cave.
We decided to make the most of our effort to get to this side of the stream and we went for a wander around the area. Unfortunately the tide was just about in, so there wasn't much to see. We did make our way over some interesting seaweed and some over medium sized rocks. It was more thrilling than it sounds.
By this point we were quite bored had conquered all that there was to conquer and decided to head back to the car. It was time to find our lieu de residence for the night and get some food.
Saint Martins was surprisingly booked solid. I was able to squeeze us in to this fancier than we deserved bed and breakfast right in the heartbeat of downtown Saint Martins. We were greeted by a startled elderly British lady who was surprised to see clients under the age of 40. She was a great women who showed us to our room for the night.
Oddly, these are the blurriest pictures of the trip. The ones of an immobile room. Oh well.
After settling down we went out to grab a quick bite to eat and actually hit up the fundy foot trails. Only to find out they were closed. Nothing of value was lost.
We called it a night as we had a big day of driving and "adventure" ahead of us.
/end of part 1
Day 1
We left Fredericton at 4 30, for the touristy town of Saint Martins - a place I had only kind of heard of but that Laura was enthusiastic about.
We rolled in about an hour and a half later. I had no idea what was in Saint Martins. Honestly, all I knew about it came from this video.
But apparently this Saint Martins is not in the Caribbeans and renowned for it's beach right next to the airport. Sigh, oh well.
Instead we found the Fundy trail foothills, which is code for the poorman's fundy national park. We decided to check it out anyway when all of a sudden OH SHIT CAVES!
I squealed the car to a halt and we both jumped out (Dukes of Hazard style) and headed to the caves. The large wet rock beach screamed sprained ankle and our run turned into cautious stepping. We also had to navigate across a fast flowing, large stream to get to the caves. All challenges that were easily overcome though and we were soon two of few who had found their way to the depth of the cave.
Saint Martins was surprisingly booked solid. I was able to squeeze us in to this fancier than we deserved bed and breakfast right in the heartbeat of downtown Saint Martins. We were greeted by a startled elderly British lady who was surprised to see clients under the age of 40. She was a great women who showed us to our room for the night.
After settling down we went out to grab a quick bite to eat and actually hit up the fundy foot trails. Only to find out they were closed. Nothing of value was lost.
We called it a night as we had a big day of driving and "adventure" ahead of us.
/end of part 1
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