August 25
Hopewell
Rocks and Moncton Tidal Bore
We took
advantage of the 55 degree morning and walked around the campground. This was a beautiful morning. On our walk in and out of the forest and
across trails that passed by boggs we kept looking for moose. We really would like to see one somewhere on
this trip (days growing short), just not on the highway while we’re driving on
it. We have heard some hairy stories about what a moose can do to you if
they hit you on the highway. Not good!
We drove
over to the Hopewell Rocks about 2 miles away.
These rocks are natural formations that at high tide are under water and
are a result of natural erosion.
One of
the rocks is shaped like standing bear and another looks like the head of
dinosaur.
This area claims to have the highest tides in
the world.
Since our visit was at low
tide we saw an area that had a shore of 2 miles
(from the high tide line to low
tide line.
This was really worth the
time and planning
to go and see it.
Hustling, we
drove over to Moncton to see another “tidal bore”. As the tide came in, it created a wave about
4’ high and 250 yards wide. Two surfers went out to meet it and rode it for a
more than a half mile.
Before it came in
we could easily see the river was flowing toward the ocean then when the “bore”
came the flow changed and began filling up the river basin.
It was getting higher at the rate of about a
foot per minute.
The “bore” goes in
straight lines and when it hits a turn it crashes into it.
From our vantage point we could see about a
mile up river and about that far down stream.
The “bore” travels at about 7-10 mph (notice I
haven’t been here long enough to use kilometer/hour).
While we waited for the “bore,” Jan and I got
into a conversation with two men from the area.
One was a school janitor and the other a professor.
There accents were entirely different.
The janitor had a strong accent, a lot like a
Cajun, and was from the same people (Acadians, from which he word Cajun was
derived) that were moved to New Orleans from this area.
The professor had the least accent that we
have heard up here.
They thoroughly
entertained us while we waited.
August 26
A day of
driving.
We are just
outside Bangor, ME
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