Hump Day Meets Hopewell Rocks…

Meanwhile, back at the New Brunswick Road Trip…

Hopewell Rocks Leg~

It’s a verra short trip from Alma to the Hopewell Rocks. Verra, verra short. 34 km (21.1266 miles) short. Gotta love Google.

We didn’t rush it.

We moseyed up the 114 through Germantown, Riverside-Albert, and Hopewell Hill to the Rocks Provincial Park and Hopewell Rocks. It was our primary destination of the day and takes approximately 35 minutes.

But we took our time.

Gawkin’ and hummin’. Hummin’ and gawkin’.

I might’ve broken into song rocked New Brunswick with the sound of Motown.

Scared the sandpipers and plovers away.

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The first time I experienced New Brunswick was by train from Toronto to Halifax, Nova Scotia — that was a kick — where we rented a car and covered as much Nova Scotia as we could in twelve days. One glimpse from the train and I knew then that I would have to come back to New Brunswick to see Fundy — the location of the highest tides in the world — and the flowerpot rocks.

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Put it on the list!

And I did.

The weather was overcast for the entire time of our visit. Typical New Brunswickian? weather, I think. The images reflect that.

We started out at the Interpretive Center, which gives a good overview of the tides and the geological history of the area. I cannot lie. Mostly, we stopped there for a bowl of seafood chowder. We were peckish. A gal cannot live on a Alma peanut butter cookie alone.

It’s just too much to ask.

Oh. You’re gonna want a tide schedule, because you do not want to be walking on the ocean floor when the tide comes in. Hear me on this.

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There you go!

Mama Nature is a force to be reckoned with. And she’s an artist. A creative.

This was part of a placard onsite at the Hopewell Rocks.

We took a trail to the main viewing deck.

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Oh, look!

It’s a bear looking at an alien worm coming right up out of the ocean floor.

Run bear, run!

I’m halfway down to the ocean floor in this image. I just loved the tourist in black and pink, so I left her in the click.

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And I’m up top again. It goes without saying that we’re here at low tide. Right?

Low. Tide.

I did not go all the way to the ocean floor. I was having a bit of trouble on the stairs with the whole height thing. As in… Look down and hit the ground! It’s a brain flaw.

This is the most famous of the flowerpot rocks — Lover’s Arch. To the left is Bear Rock, aka a bear looking at an alien worm coming right up out of the ocean floor in Elen World. This is at Staircove. Only 99 steps to the ocean floor, which is about 77 steps too high or too low for me.

Clutches rail. Closes eyes. Don’t look down. Don’t look up. I might be a flatlander or a person of the plains.

If you’re like me, 22 steps at North Beach. Just sayin’. It was too late for me, but I can save you.

We did not explore all the coves and beaches at Hopewell Rocks. For the full low tide/high tide, 16 rocks experience you need two days. We did not have two days, but that’s just another reason to go back.

#newbrunswickroadtrip to be continued…

Here be Hump Day.

Let’s just rock right through it.


12 thoughts on “Hump Day Meets Hopewell Rocks…

  1. NOT typical New Brunswickian weather but definitely typical of the Bay of Fundy. I don’t remember the bear from a very rainy photo club outing about four years ago; must check my photos to see what it evolved from! Sorry you were defeated by the stairs….

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