本文发表在 rolia.net 枫下论坛We still had another day to spare in NB. On Monday August 10th, we went to Fundy National Park, 120Km north from Saint John. At Wolf Point, we watched tide fill into the cove. Rocks submerge under water gradually; and stream disappeared when sea water took over the beach. J did not want to leave; she wanted to play rocks and collect shells on the beach and watch for tide covering the whole area. But we planed to go for Hopewell Rocks, another hour drive from Fundy Park. When we reach there, we already hungry and decided have lunch first. But there was no restaurant to be found. We had to set up camping stove in the parking lot; And J wanted sausage, a lot of sausage in noodle. After lunch, we brought tickets and went into the park. The first thing we saw was a restaurant. J was yelling, saying I lied to her on purpose.
Had a purpose or not; the game was over.
Hopewell rocks was famous for Fundy tide eating away their trunk just like beaver cut down trees. When tide was low, visitors could walk on the sea floor and check Hopewell rocks closely; when tide was high, as when we were there, kayaks could paddle through Hopewell Rocks. The difference between high and low tide could reach 48 foot or 4 story high that made Fundy bay the highest tide on the world. The reason was that Fundy Bay had a big mouth but narrow throat. When tide rushed in from the big mouth; all water was pushed through the narrow throat and force water level gone up dramatically.
Before night closing in, we reached Moncton, a "big" city in NB. We decided to find shelter there for the night. GPS showed a list of hotels near by along the Main Street. When we drove on Main Street, we could feel actions of a city - constructions, police cars and shops. And hotel price definitely told us where we were. We have to turn away from down town core. Only five minutes drive, we found a so called Midtown Motel. The price tag was in acceptable range. But everything else was extra. Washing clothes cost $6. My wife was not happy; she got a mosquito bite and complained about it to the owner. I knew it was not about the mosquito bite but the downgrade from a hotel to a motel.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
Had a purpose or not; the game was over.
Hopewell rocks was famous for Fundy tide eating away their trunk just like beaver cut down trees. When tide was low, visitors could walk on the sea floor and check Hopewell rocks closely; when tide was high, as when we were there, kayaks could paddle through Hopewell Rocks. The difference between high and low tide could reach 48 foot or 4 story high that made Fundy bay the highest tide on the world. The reason was that Fundy Bay had a big mouth but narrow throat. When tide rushed in from the big mouth; all water was pushed through the narrow throat and force water level gone up dramatically.
Before night closing in, we reached Moncton, a "big" city in NB. We decided to find shelter there for the night. GPS showed a list of hotels near by along the Main Street. When we drove on Main Street, we could feel actions of a city - constructions, police cars and shops. And hotel price definitely told us where we were. We have to turn away from down town core. Only five minutes drive, we found a so called Midtown Motel. The price tag was in acceptable range. But everything else was extra. Washing clothes cost $6. My wife was not happy; she got a mosquito bite and complained about it to the owner. I knew it was not about the mosquito bite but the downgrade from a hotel to a motel.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net