Yes, I made it to Canada. There might be one or two people on this planet that don’t know this yet. I crossed the border on Friday morning, where it was me, the Canadian customs person, and a flock of birds. No guns, mace, alcohol, etc. so I was cleared through in under a minute. She wasn’t at all impressed that my trailer is Canadian 🙂
So now I am in New Brunswick, with the sign (above) to prove it. My first experience in a Provincial Park (New River Beach) was quite nice, with widely spaced sites and many, many trees for shade. This bodes well for the rest of my trip, as most of my chosen sites are either Provincial Parks or National Parks.
The seasons change a bit later up here so I was once again able to enjoy the daffodils of early Spring as I hiked around and explored the coastline.
One of the most fun things has been watching the fantastical Bay of Fundy tides go in and out. I’m saving some photos for a special post (or two) about that. This is just after high tide at New River Beach, and at low tide, I could walk all the way across sand to that house in the photo.
The Fundy Coastal Drive goes up and down narrow peninsulas, which reminded me of the Maine coast. Two countries, but the same geology, geography, and coastal occupations.
I’m currently in St. John, the oldest incorporated city in Canada, checking out the city life and stocking up for the weeks ahead. Rockwood Park here is just hitting its Spring stride and a walk around the lake this morning was a feast for the camera.
And I’ve even seen my first moose 🙂
When I’m in Canada, I feel this is what the world should be like.