Reversing Falls St. John, New Brunswick
July 9, 2007
Left the ferry terminal and drove through St. John. Stopped at Reversing Falls and spent the morning watching the tide come in pushing against the outgoing and reverse itself and rush out pushing against the incoming. The reverse flow of the water causes rapids. Birds love the churned up waters. Cormorants come in groups of 20-50 to feed. We stayed a bit longer to watch a man kayak the rapids. He sure seemed to have fun going back into the white water again and again. Most of the lower rocks were exposed when we left just after noon. Watched an otter kill a seagull. A bus stopped with many people from Pittsburgh. Kathy said we were from Plum, but had family in north hills, west deer and Bethel Park. John, one of the guys we were talking to said he was from Mt. Lebonon. Kathy said, well do you know the Watson’s? To which he surprised her and said they were neighbors with a Watson, he past away…how was Sueann doing? He brought his wife over and we had a little chat before they got back on the bus; Sueann John and Rene Nipar say hello!
Stopped in Musqush and walked down the rocks to the Bay of Fundy. We saw a golden eeagle It felt good to climb on the rocks. We drove around Dipper Harbor where the boats are sitting on the bottom about 25 feet below with low tide. They are anchored special so when the tide comes in they can raise up.
The Little Lepreau covered bridge from 1910 stands today, but no longer is open to traffic. The sign inside read, walk your team then pull your wagon. We saw a female moose down in the grass.
We were less than a mile from the exit for 772 down to the ferry over to Campabello Island when the Roadtrek just died. Will managed to get us off the road. He walked back about a quarter of a mile to the gas station to call AAA. We got towed to Lee’s Chevy Guys. Wayne gave a listen, but could do nothing til morning. Will had picked us up some liver and onions for dinner so we enjoyed that and watched the end of Independence Day. We slept in the Roadtrek in front of the garage.
Left the ferry terminal and drove through St. John. Stopped at Reversing Falls and spent the morning watching the tide come in pushing against the outgoing and reverse itself and rush out pushing against the incoming. The reverse flow of the water causes rapids. Birds love the churned up waters. Cormorants come in groups of 20-50 to feed. We stayed a bit longer to watch a man kayak the rapids. He sure seemed to have fun going back into the white water again and again. Most of the lower rocks were exposed when we left just after noon. Watched an otter kill a seagull. A bus stopped with many people from Pittsburgh. Kathy said we were from Plum, but had family in north hills, west deer and Bethel Park. John, one of the guys we were talking to said he was from Mt. Lebonon. Kathy said, well do you know the Watson’s? To which he surprised her and said they were neighbors with a Watson, he past away…how was Sueann doing? He brought his wife over and we had a little chat before they got back on the bus; Sueann John and Rene Nipar say hello!
Stopped in Musqush and walked down the rocks to the Bay of Fundy. We saw a golden eeagle It felt good to climb on the rocks. We drove around Dipper Harbor where the boats are sitting on the bottom about 25 feet below with low tide. They are anchored special so when the tide comes in they can raise up.
The Little Lepreau covered bridge from 1910 stands today, but no longer is open to traffic. The sign inside read, walk your team then pull your wagon. We saw a female moose down in the grass.
We were less than a mile from the exit for 772 down to the ferry over to Campabello Island when the Roadtrek just died. Will managed to get us off the road. He walked back about a quarter of a mile to the gas station to call AAA. We got towed to Lee’s Chevy Guys. Wayne gave a listen, but could do nothing til morning. Will had picked us up some liver and onions for dinner so we enjoyed that and watched the end of Independence Day. We slept in the Roadtrek in front of the garage.
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