Well, we were off and running for our long journey to Hopewell Cape where the infamous Hopewell Rocks are. Not really a long journey – only 26 miles. For some reason Ron did not want to drive to Hopewell Rocks in the car. He preferred taking the MH and camping near the park. If at all possible he does not like to back track.
When we arrived at the CG the owner was a little flustered. He had a caravan of MH’s in and was not sure what to do with us or the other people waiting to get a site. Despite it only being Tuesday he made sure we were aware that there was a long w/e coming up (July 1 is Canada Day much like our 4th of July) and that the CG would be full. Never thought about a National holiday so it might be a problem getting into a CG for the w/e.
We only wanted two nights, so after some wrangling he found us a site. The other couple wanted to stay through the w/e and luckily he was able to give them a site as well.
Whoa, talk about tight sights. We had to pull in behind another camper and the MH next to us you could touch if you put your hand out the window.
After settling in we took the 5 minute ride to Hopewell Rocks Visitor Center. The iconic rocks that are depicted in travel magazines and commercial for the bay of Fundy.
After we paid our two day entrance fee we were surprised that you had to hike
approximately 3/4 mile to get to the overlook and stairs to the ocean floor.
The tide was in but had not reached slack tide (when the tide has peaked before it starts to drop again).
The tide was still coming in when Ron took the top picture. You can still see the water marks at the lower end of the rocks or “Flower Pots.”
An hour later it was full high tide – can no longer see the water marks on the rocks. Every day at high tide they offer a kayaking tour of the rocks.
The ranger told us that the tide today was 44.7 feet!
After getting our high tide pictures we stopped in the gift shop then headed back to the MH. The Ranger recommended we come back at 5 PM for our low tide experience walking on the ocean floor and viewing the infamous flower pots.
When we got back to the CG there was a Sysco Canada truck waiting to greet us. Everywhere we go we see Sysco trucks. Keep that food moving because we love those stock dividends.
This was the second caravan we ran into in the last two days. Traveling in a caravan is very expensive. Anywhere from $4,000 for an RV and 2 people upwards of over $8,000.00 for a longer (47 day) trip. This does not include gas but you are guaranteed a CG every night and special events as you make your journey. There were 23 RV’s in this caravan at the CG.
LOW TIDE
Back at the “Flower Pots” we were ready for our ocean floor experience. In the pictures we have seen it would lead one to think that the area is rather confined. Not so, there is at least one-mile of “Flower Pots” to view. Just a spectacular site to see. Ron could not stop taking pictures.
We were very fortunate because there were not many people. The Ranger stated that by the middle of July there will be abut 400 people walking the ocean floor at every low tide.
Of course we couldn’t leave until we got a picture in front of the “Flower Pots” you see in all the advertisement and travel magazines.
On the way back up the trail we stopped at an overlook that rewarded us with a great surprise. As we were walking onto the platform a couple from Montana told us about the Peregrine Baby Falcon out on a ledge across from the platform. Of course, we didn’t have our new binoculars with us so they let us look with theirs.
What a sight. A beautiful white baby flacon waiting for Mom to return with its food. The couple had been waiting and hoping that the Mom would return. They decided they had to get going to walk the ocean floor before the park closed. By now it was 7 pm and you had to be off the ocean floor before 8 pm.
Not three minutes after they left the Mom and Dad Falcon returned and we watched them feed their screaming baby. How lucky were we to get to see this!!!!! I managed to get a good shot of the Mom bringing its baby food. It was difficult and took both of us at least 5 minutes to get focused on that little ledge.
We were told that there was originally two baby falcons but about two weeks ago they were fighting over food and one fell to its death.
Either Mom or Dad decided we were a threat even though we were a long way from the baby. The bird came and sat on a rock screeching at us at the top of its lungs. We took the hint and left.
We stopped at another lookout and viewed the mud flats.
The weather held and it turned out to be a beautiful day for our adventure. Not sure what we will be doing tomorrow. Ron is planning the next leg of out journey.
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