We’re home. We’ve been home for just over a week now but we packed up and left again for a couple of days but now we’re home for good.
Now where was I in the saga of the Muddiest Vacation Ever? Oh yeah. Hopewell Rocks.
After our race, we headed up the road to Hopewell Cape, NB to see the Hopewell Rocks. These are the Flowerpot rocks that you see quite often in most advertisements for the Bay of Fundy. While we were there the tides reached 43 feet. The highest they go is 46 feet, so we were lucky. We visited them in the morning when the tide was low.
We went down the stairs and walked on the Bay of Fundy which was, like the race the day before, covered with the most delicious mud.
We went out to the water’s edge and frolicked about in mud up to our calves. It was awesome and oh so much fun. Luckily we were all wearing flip flops so we just kicked them off and padded about barefoot like a bunch of children.
We came back to the Rocks later in the day when the tide was in and were amazed and the quantity of water that covered the area where hours before we were splashing about and getting dirty. It’s hard to pinpoint exactly where we were frolicking but it’s somewhere out there in the deep deep water.
To get a better idea of the magnitude of the tide here is a before photo at low tide. See how tiny those people are next to those rocks?
And here’s an after photo. You can see there’s a lot of the rock covered. And I’m not even sure if the tide was fully in at this point.
The Bay of Fundy truly is one of the most awe inspiring places I’ve been in my life. And the most naturally beautiful. I’m so glad we made the time to see it.